If you cannot find each other within a month, he will vanish without a trace, and you will re-enter the sick system, starting from zero.”
“What if we find each other?” Ruan Ning asked anxiously.
“If he loves the real you, you’ll both be free. If he doesn’t love you, he’ll stay, and you’ll continue to travel,” the voice said with a hint of sympathy. “Host, do you want to go back?”
“Yes!” Ruan Ning said through gritted teeth.
She hoped to be with him forever, but if she could let Chu Yuan live freely in a brand new world, even for just a month, she was willing to take the risk.
“Revive Chu Yuan and Chu Allowing,” Ruan Ning ordered.
Chu Xiang, who was crying while holding Chu Yuan’s body, suddenly felt a movement. Chu Yuan embraced Ruan Ning, causing Chu Xiang to be stunned. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Chu Allowing also stand up, his dragon robe stained with blood but the wound on his head disappeared.
Was it just a chaotic dream? Chu Xiang watched Chu Yuan bow to Chu Allowing, then his body gradually became transparent, and Ruan Ning also slowly disappeared. He heard her kiss Chu Yuan, saying, “A Yuan, remember to find me. No matter life or death, always together.”
A few breaths later, Chu Yuan and Ruan Ning were gone.
When Ruan Ning opened her eyes, the half-eaten takeout chicken soup was still on the table, a disposable chopstick in her hand, and a flickering laptop screen nearby. Everything felt like a bizarre dream.
But the calendar showed several months had passed.
Ruan Ning stood up suddenly, knocking over the table and spilling everything. She nervously scanned the small rented room; it was empty, and Chu Yuan was not with her.
The mirror reflected her ordinary face – the unremarkable Jinjiang textile worker, no longer the stunning beauty from her time travel.
Would Chu Yuan find her? Would he love this ordinary her? She felt lost and disappointed. Time travel had changed nothing; she was still that useless nobody.
