15
The rain had stopped.
I’d wondered before, my grades were always stable, I didn’t eat anything strange.
Why did I have a sudden stomach ache right before the exam?
So bad that I gave up on my English essay.
Losing my dream university.
From Elijah’s words, I suddenly thought,
maybe it wasn’t an accident.
His face turned white at my words.
His final voice was pitiful: “I just… I just
wanted you by my side.”
I walked over and slapped him with all my
strength: “You’re so despicable, you’re a rat!”
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He was silent for a long time, then
disappeared into the rain.
I touched my face, feeling the coldness.
This was the first time I cried in a long time.
Not for Elijah.
For myself, and the misplaced love.
Then a pair of sneakers appeared in front of
- me.
I looked up; Jason offered tissues.
Under the dim streetlight, his face was blurry. I took them.
He held his umbrella above me, though the
rain had stopped.
“Heather, do you know why I like physics?” Without waiting for my answer, he continued: “Because it has the magic of time travel.”
“Have you heard of quantum entanglement?”
He smiled softly: “Quantum entanglement is
not limited by time or space. Two particles
that are originally unrelated, no matter how
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far apart, can be entangled and
interconnected.”
I was stunned. In my past life, I’d seen the
paper on parallel universes.
There was an email address, inviting people
from all walks of life to communicate.
Insomniac from Elijah’s incident, I emailed them.
I received a quick reply,
I remembered the sentence: “Ms. Heather
Zhou, would you like to try?”
This email brought me here. Was Jason the
sender?
I stared at him.
He reached out: “Don’t worry about why
you’re here. What matters is what you want.‘
“In countless parallel universes, there’s always
a you who will be happy.”
I felt enlightened.
I reached for his hand.
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He pulled me up: “Heather, fly freely.
