"Hoo~"

When viewers saw what was originally an ordinary scene suddenly turn into a dazzling and unexpected time-traveling spectacle, they were once again in an uproar.

"No, Cheng Ye clearly sent the message in 3009, how did it become 2039?"

"What happened in 2024? Why was there an explosion? Did the girl die unexpectedly?"

"Is that a brain-computer interface on the male lead's head? I've seen it in other sci-fi movies; it can store a person's memories in a machine!"

How exactly did Cheng Ye manage to contact the girl from 2009?

"I feel like I understand it, but I also feel like I don't understand it at all..."

"Heng-ge is amazing! Just to hear a song, he made us watch a suspenseful sci-fi drama first!"

Immediately afterwards, a deluge of dark-toned bullet comments swept across the bottom of the screen like a torrent of time.

Every netizen who either doesn't understand the plot or understands it and is looking forward to the next development of the story.

They all released their inner emotions and speculations by typing on the keyboard.

...

"A life that changes color, a capricious provocation"

"They've sprung up like crazy."

"A one-sided, tentative tenderness"

"Something's still missing..."

Just then.

As the intro melody ended, Wang Yueheng's tender voice rang out.

The heartwarming singing gradually materialized the fragments of memory that Cheng Ye was transmitting through the brain-computer interface into new scenes.

The laboratory, once filled with cold, impersonal instruments, has been transformed, like ripples on water, into a scene of cherry blossoms in full bloom outdoors in March…

The date in the image then jumps back to 2011.

Cheng Ye, who looked more than twenty years younger, was wearing a loose, ill-fitting coat and walking briskly under the cherry blossom trees on the university campus road.

His face covered in acne, coupled with a pair of large black-rimmed glasses, made his nerdy air all the more apparent.

A cherry blossom petal suddenly fell in front of me.

A fleeting moment when someone glances up unintentionally.

Cheng Ye suddenly noticed that not far in front of him, a girl wearing a blue knit sweater and a white skirt, full of youthful energy, was chatting and laughing with other girls, taking pictures together under the cherry blossom tree.

A sweet smile that's incredibly healing, hair flowing gently in the wind, long, fair legs posing playfully beneath her skirt...

The girl's youthful and vibrant every move attracted Cheng Ye's attention.

For the first time, Cheng Ye, who was immersed in classrooms, laboratories and libraries every day, felt a sudden surge of excitement for things beyond knowledge.

Although I have seen many beautifully dressed girls before.

But the smile and figure of the girl in front of him were exactly the kind that struck Cheng Ye's heart the most.

However, when I looked down at my cheap, ill-fitting, and sloppy clothes...

Then I looked at my thin face covered in acne reflected in the pond by the roadside.

Cheng Ye smiled self-deprecatingly at his reflection in the pool.

To him, such a girl was like a high-and-mighty, unattainable campus beauty star.

Whether on campus or in society, there are plenty of boys who are a hundred times more handsome and wealthy than you to pursue you.

Even if someone of unremarkable appearance, or even ugly, wins the Nobel Prize, they'll probably only get a second glance from the Nobel laureate.

"I guess I'll just stick to being a single, research-oriented person for the rest of my life."

"Being as free as a kite without a string is wonderful..."

"Everything will be okay~"

Cheng Ye, who prided himself on his self-awareness, pretended to look up at the kites in the sky ahead.

After observing the girl quietly for a while, he comforted himself with a self-deprecating smile, trying to suppress the sudden flutter in his heart.

And just as he turned to leave.

The lifelike butterfly kite that was floating high in the sky suddenly began to slowly fall as the wind weakened.

The girl who was taking pictures under the cherry blossom tree also noticed the tall, thin boy's back in an instant.

Zhang Yuting, who was chatting and laughing with her best friends, couldn't help but stare at the back of the bookish academic genius, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly.

I have a vague feeling that this figure is strangely familiar...

"Love flies across the sky from both ends of the distance."