This may be the last time I will help Ning Qiang in this world, this former me.

I wasn't supposed to be involved in this play, I was just a spectator, I was supposed to watch the other me on stage, performing with Yuting. Still, I didn't take it upon myself to get involved.

Now, isn't it time for me to quit?

I wanted to quit, really, I was feeling so tired. Compared to Ning Qiang in this world, the number of times I have crossed is almost twice as many as his. I was tired, I gave up, I resigned myself to my fate. However, I criticized this Ning Qiang, and said to him, "I don't look down on you"?

That's enough, I'll play Wenting in a proper manner until I can go back to the day in 2037, and then, find someone and get married. As for Ning Qiang, I will treat him as "he" dead, just like Hao Ming told me in 2037, Ning Qiang has been missing for many years!

Yes, the old me is missing and can never be found again, because, he has become a different person!

In the days that followed, I was bored and waited for the day to come sooner.

My memory is getting worse and worse, of course, it's just Ning Qiang's part. At the same time, the part of Wenting's memory in my body seems to be reviving little by little. I began to love beauty, love to dress up, and often in a trance, I dreamed of my parents, although I couldn't see their faces clearly, but in the daydream, our family of three lived happily.

Wenting's family must be very happy, right? In the past, Ning Qiang was an orphan, fatherless and motherless, and I couldn't experience the happiness of this kind of family affection at all. As soon as I can get home, I can feel the warmth again.

I'm starting to crave home, Wenting's home, of course. I even regret why I didn't let Wenting's father pick me up last time? That day, I didn't even see Wenting's father's appearance clearly, because he was still wearing sunglasses, he must be a very kind old man, right?

At first, it was hard for me to accept to continue to live in a different capacity, especially a different gender, so I wanted to escape from there. However, after going through a few more crossings, when I couldn't see any hope, I longed to return to the life of the future. How ironic is that?

Wenting once asked me: Do you believe in reincarnation? At the time, my answer was not to believe it.

However, now I not only believe it, but I also like it. It seems more wonderful to be able to reincarnate as another person and start a new life than to repeat the same life over and over again.

Even, I even had the idea of suicide!

Really, I really don't want to live anymore!

If I am stuck in this endless cycle forever and never get past the day of August 24, 2019, then I would rather free myself and leave this world as soon as possible. This time, it's a complete departure! After I die, I may still have a chance to be reincarnated. Even if there is no such thing as reincarnation, at least, I can get rid of this nightmare and never wake up!

I started to lose my mind and couldn't sleep all night.

Slowly, I also began to learn to take sleeping pills like Yuting, but this made my spirit more and more haggard.

Looking at the sleeping pills in the drawer, I even felt the urge to swallow them all.

However, I resisted the urge to do so.

I can't die yet! I still have a chance to come back to the future!

But what if you can't go back? Another voice said in my heart.

I didn't dare to face this question, and now, my biggest pain is how to get through these difficult months.

That night, I couldn't sleep again.

However, this time, I didn't swallow sleeping pills. I was afraid that I would become addicted to this thing, that I would end up ruining my body, and that my spirit would collapse completely.

I lay down in bed, picked up a book, and read it.

What's very funny is that this book turned out to be the book "Time is a Stack of Papers: The Mystery of Time and Space Travel" written by Shi Wen. On the outside of this book, there is a thick hard shell, which looks quite high-end and atmospheric. However, this was not given to me by Shiwen, but I found it from an inconspicuous corner of a bookstore.

Shi Wen did not become famous with this book, he is still a poor and sour talent, what can a book change?

Still, I bought the book to support him. In addition, I wanted to figure out: what is time travel and how can I rewrite history?

However, apart from some abstract theories, I really don't see how this book is of any use to me.

The theory of time wormhole is not the patent of Shi Wen. The idea of trying to travel through the wormhole of time and enter another time and space is great, but unfortunately, it cannot be practiced. Because, the human body can't withstand the strong gravitational pull of the wormhole at all, and before it reaches the hole, I'm afraid it will be torn apart. In addition, those time machines in science fiction novels, if they were flying faster than light, not to mention the people in them, even the machines themselves, would not be able to carry such a fast speed and decompose.

But why does that watch allow me to go back in time, or even into the world of the future? This is still a mystery.

According to Shi Wen in this book, there are countless parallel spaces between the universes, just like the paper of a book. And each piece of paper is a copy paper, and there are countless "I's" in it, and the same life is repeated. Those prophets who can see the future, or those who can see the future, are in fact just us looking through the back of the paper and seeing ourselves on another piece of paper. Since we in another piece of paper, that is, in another parallel space, are always a little faster than our present self, we can foresee the future. Of course, there is also the cruel point that although we foresee the future, we cannot change it. The paper is all copied in advance.

In other words, although I have seen Yuting's future, she will inevitably die after all, that is her future, and I can't change it.

However, if it is a simple copy, why is there a difference in the way she dies several times?

Reading books made me forget my troubles for a while, but I had more doubts.

I put down the book, rubbed my tired eyes, got out of bed and walked to the window, subconsciously opened the curtain and opened the window.

The outdoor breeze blew in, bringing a little life to this lifeless room.

However, the moment I opened the window and looked out, I saw that the window on the other side was also open. There's a face that's looking at me too!

Ning Qiang! It's Ning Qiang!

I looked at him and he saw me!

I was startled and immediately closed the window!

However, it was too late.

It's over, I'm sure he's found out, he's going to come looking for me!

No, I'd better run, get out of here!

But in the middle of the night, where can I run?

Perhaps, he didn't see me? Or maybe he didn't see my face clearly, and thought that the woman behind the window opposite was not me, but another woman?

I leaned my back against the closed window, feeling mixed feelings.

No, I'll take another look, maybe Ning Qiang didn't notice me?

I don't know where I got the courage to open the window again, but this time, I was careful and hid next to the window.

The window on the opposite side was still open, but it was pitch black inside.

Ning Qiang is gone? Where did he go?

Didn't he notice me, but went to sleep again?

I looked at it again, and even secretly took a telescope and looked over.

The room opposite was dark, and I could only see a vague figure lying on the bed, with his back to me. Needless to say, it must be Ning Qiang?

I breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that Ning Qiang didn't notice me, and he went to sleep again.

I'm still not at ease, so I'm still staring at the room opposite. Ning Qiang was still lying on the bed, motionless, it seemed that he was really asleep.

This time, I was completely relieved.

However, I did not dare to go back to bed, but continued to watch every move in the opposite room.

The person on the bed was still motionless, wondering, how could Ning Qiang sleep so deeply?

Isn't that man him?

How is that possible? Who is he if not? He was a bachelor, and who else would sleep in that room?

Soon, I paid the price for my misjudgment.

In fact, if I can leave this room quickly at this time, even if I don't leave this hotel, and only hide somewhere temporarily for a while, I can avoid the catastrophe below.

However, I did not choose to leave the room.

After a while, I heard footsteps outside the door, and then someone came to my room and knocked on the door.

It's strange, who's going to knock on my door at such a late hour? Could it be the chubby waitress?

No, that woman is sleeping underneath at this time, why would she knock on my door?

Could it be Ning Qiang?

Suddenly, I thought of a blind spot that I had overlooked!

Oops, I actually forgot, Ning Qiang has already chased Yuting at this time! I thought he was still single.

It's over, I miscalculated. I just saw that in the opposite room, the person lying on the bed was not Ning Qiang, but Yuting!

Ning Qiang was not in that room at this time, which means that he had already found me, he left the house, rushed directly to this hotel, and moreover, found my room!

The person knocking on the door must be Ning Qiang!

In an instant, my blood vessels seemed to be frozen, and my hands and feet became extremely cold.

I regret it, just now, I should have thought of this and left this room a long time ago. Well, now people are catching turtles in urns, and this time, I'm afraid it will be impossible to escape!

However, I have one last line of defense, and that is this door. As long as I don't open the door, what can Ning Qiang do with me?

But even so, I'm still afraid that this guy will suddenly kick in.

Is there an anti-theft buckle lock on my door? Would you like to add a chair?

It's like those girls who are chased by demons in horror movies, and in the midst of the horror, I still walked behind the door step by step. The sound of my footsteps was very light and light, and I was afraid that Ning Qiang outside would hear the sound coming from inside.

If he knocked for a long time and no one opened, he would have thought I had run away. Or, if he knocks too loudly, he will alarm the other tenants or the waiters and security guards here, and they will send him away.

I padded my feet, not even putting on my slippers, and walked to the door, looking nervously at it. I didn't even dare to look out against the cat's eye on the door, for fear that an eye would suddenly flash out of the cat's eye.

But at this moment, I heard a tick, a very familiar sound, and it was also a sound that made me desperate!

The door was opened, and someone rushed in with a swipe card······