Chu Shangli suddenly remembered the thought that had flashed through his mind before. Compared with his current life, his previous life was more like a dream.

Although Chu Shangli hoped that his understanding was simply due to the simple pursuit of benefits and avoidance of harm, in fact it seemed not to be the case.

About a sense of identity.

In his previous life, he had been on the path of losing himself since yesterday. Coupled with the subsequent imprisonment, Chu Shangli didn't even know how many years he had lived in his previous life and how old he was at the end.

Although he watched TV news and surfed the Internet, his perception of time was still not very clear - to be more precise, it seemed that all the equipment in the birdcage was designed to make people lose their correct perception.

I lost the concept of time, and initially I didn't even have a goal to work towards. Later, I worked hard for a certain goal. The changes of the four seasons and the changes of my body were almost all my perception of the outside world.

There was no real sense of having passed through dozens of years. Although the abilities that he could use increased now, which undoubtedly indicated that everything that happened before was not a dream, it also felt like something rather empty that he saw outside the frame.

I read a novel and immersed myself in it, then took all the plot into account, and then lived on this fantasy of the book's plot - or perhaps the plot of the book influenced me -

"Actually, this point about being reborn is actually contrary to common sense."

Chu Moyin took out a pen and a small sticky note from his chest pocket.

She drew countless parallel lines on the paper——

"Hey." Chu Moyin poked the parallel lines with a pen: "If you imagine these parallel lines as different worlds, do you think these routes proceed simultaneously, or in a certain order?"

"Since they are parallel, they must be moving at the same time. After all, there is no intersection. If there is a sequence, then they can't be called parallel lines."

"So, what about this?"

Chu Moyin used a pen to draw two parallel lines—

There was only a brief intersection, and then they became parallel lines.

She marked ① on the left, ② on the right, and ③ in the middle.

“How can such a change be effected?”

"This is what's called the butterfly effect, isn't it? A butterfly flaps its wings, and then it creates a hurricane. The initial route is basically the same, with only three points ①, ②, and ③ being different. However, these tiny differences lead to increasingly larger differences, and then they become parallel lines again—"

"Correct——" Chu Moyin circled ① and ② with a pen——

"Typically, let's take whether you have allergies as an example. Did you eat the oatmeal lemon tart yesterday? This branch of the two routes exists—"

Chu Moyin was silent for a moment, then said, "It's just a tiny detail that's not easily noticed, but it will cause quite a strong change later on. For example, right now, you must have brought forward your intersection with the Gongyi family by at least a few years."

“…”

"However, there is one difference—" Chu Moyin tapped the paper with the end of his pen: "Do you know where it is?"

“…”

Chu Shangli had actually discovered it, but she always felt that she would lose if she opened her mouth, so she remained silent.

"Does not speaking mean you've discovered it?" The corner of her lip curled up. "Yes, your change, rather than whether or not you choose to eat the oatmeal lemon tart, will have the greatest impact on your future. The fact that you're a 'reborn' is actually the biggest factor. In other words, if you hadn't been reborn, you would have basically chosen to eat the oatmeal lemon tart. Even if you hadn't, the plot wouldn't have taken the course it has now. The conditions are so different."