Chess Match Above the Clouds

China's version of Game of Thrones.

Darkness.

The darkness, cold and damp, carrying the smell of old dust and a trace of rust, was the first—and deepest—impression Shirley received from the third timeline.

At the moment she was pushed to despair, the pale white bracelet on her wrist, which had always lain silent, suddenly shimmered beneath the bleak moonlight with violent, waterlike ripples.

This was not spatial transmigration.

It was regression.

Her consciousness flowed backward, breaking through the barriers of time and space, and locked precisely onto that instant.

In the first timeline, she and Han Anrui were office lovers with mutual affection. After she was deliberately made to fall from a skyscraper, she was fortunately saved by Neil. So at the starting point of the second timeline, she met the still-immature Xiao Ge in the hospital for the first time.

Originally, they should have had a profound conversation, planting the cause and effect of fate.

Having already seen through all the tragic cycles, Shirley chose a tiny yet fatal intervention. He did not know that this was the heaviest protection she could give him.

Thus, the third timeline quietly split and was born.

No longer deceived by false feelings or plotted against by schemes, she moved nonstop for the sake of all the versions of "her" who had been toyed with and sacrificed across every timeline, and also for... Wan Qing, the younger sister Neil had been searching for all this time, whose existence had indirectly caused the origin of all these tragedies.

The corners of Lolan's lips, from the Time-Space Administration, curved into a satisfied smile. The system, bound by quantum foam and emotional shackles, needed a real crack.

The story of time and space has only now truly begun.