This is insane. Absolutely insane.
Li Wanbai had merely taken a flight, yet she ended up ten years in the future.
The date displayed on the electronic clock hanging in the private hospital suite’s wall was exactly ten years after Li Wanbai had boarded her plane.
A one-hour journey had taken her ten years.
Doing the math, Li Wanbai should be twenty-eight now. The man who made her heart flutter at eighteen was sitting by her bedside, his features still handsome and striking, though dark circles heavily shadowed his eyes, and the stubble on his chin remained untended, making him look exceptionally haggard.
“Yu Baichuan?” Li Wanbai stammered, “Why… why are you here?”
Yu Baichuan lived up to his reputation as Kyoto University’s heartthrob. Even with his weary face, he could still be called a devastatingly handsome decadent-style handsome man, setting off Li Wanbai’s looks-based radar with insistent beeps. Tears nearly trickled uncontrollably from the corner of her mouth.
For a moment, she was so captivated by his appearance that she forgot to be shocked about having traveled ten years into the future.
“Can’t I be here? Li Wanbai, use someone and then discard them—you’re the cruelest person in the world, aren’t you?” Yu Baichuan suddenly let out a low, bitter laugh, his handsome face full of self-mockery. “Right, what right do I have to be here? Soon, you and I will have no connection left. My presence here only disgusts you.”
What in the world is he talking about?
Li Wanbai listened in utter confusion as Yu Baichuan abruptly stood up, pulled a document from his briefcase, and handed it to her.
The words “Divorce Agreement” glared back at her, making her eyes ache.
In the blink of an eye, her twenty-eight-year-old self had married—and was now divorcing—the crush she had at eighteen.
Even Kuaishou Extreme Version isn’t this fast!
Yu Baichuan gave a bitter smile, gazed deeply at Li Wanbai, his lips trembling as if countless words were stuck in his throat, yet none came out. In the end, he only said, “I’ve already signed. This time, I’m really letting you go. Take better care of yourself from now on. Hurting yourself only ends up hurting those who love you.”
Seeing Yu Baichuan turn to leave, Li Wanbai hurriedly said, “Wait! Actually, I’ve time-traveled! I’m the eighteen-year-old Li Wanbai right now!”
She didn’t care if Yu Baichuan would think she was crazy—the words tumbled out.
After finally winning over her crush, only to face divorce in the blink of an eye—this whiplash was more than anyone could handle.
In her panic, Li Wanbai blurted out the truth!
Yu Baichuan stared at her steadily and laughed softly. “You don’t need to use such a clumsy excuse. I already said I’d let you go. This time, it’s really over between us.”
His cool eyes churned with a storm of emotions. The words to beg her to stay hovered on his lips, but he clenched his jaw, resolute, and walked away without looking back.
Leaving Li Wanbai alone with her hand outstretched in a futile gesture.
I’m not lying! I really have time-traveled! She knew nothing about these past ten years.
What on earth happened?
Li Wanbai lay in bed for a long time, trying to process and make sense of it all, but she couldn’t piece anything together.
She reached for the phone on the nightstand and, without hesitation, dialed Su Chengzi’s number.
Su Chengzi was her best friend since elementary school, through junior high, high school, and even university. If anyone in this world knew Li Wanbai best, Su Chengzi would claim second place—and no one would dare claim first!
More importantly, Li Wanbai had only ever confided her feelings for Yu Baichuan to Su Chengzi.
The one who lost ten years of memories was Li Wanbai, not Su Chengzi. To understand what had actually happened during this decade, Li Wanbai could only think of contacting her.
“The number you have dialed cannot be reached at the moment. Please…”
“The number you have dialed cannot be reached…”
“The number you…”
“…”
Li Wanbai had lost count of how many times she’d heard that emotionless automated female voice. The other side persistently didn’t pick up, which was somewhat strange.
Su Chengzi was an absolute phone addict—how could she not answer for so long? What could have happened?
While puzzled, Li Wanbai didn’t hesitate to dial again.
This time, the call was answered instantly.
Su Chengzi’s furious voice came through: “Li Wanbai, are you insane? Calling so many times—what do you want? I hung up repeatedly; don’t you get the message? How shameless can you be to keep calling? You were the one who said we should cut ties, and now you’re the one clinging on. What exactly are you trying to do?”
“We cut ties?” Li Wanbai said flatly, her beautiful eyes reflecting a hint of despair. What was happening to this world? The aloof crush she once admired from afar had become her husband, and now they were divorcing. The friendship she thought was unbreakable had shattered into pieces in the blink of an eye.
Her tone was heavy with weariness. “And now this…”
Su Chengzi seemed to detect the emotion in Li Wanbai’s voice and paused briefly, but she didn’t pay it much mind, grumbling irritably, “Alright, I’m hanging up. If there’s nothing important, don’t bother me!”
“Wait!” Li Wanbai hurriedly said. “I know you might not believe me, but this is the truth—I’m the 18-year-old Li Wanbai. I have no memories from age 18 to 28. I don’t know what happened. I need your help!”
A long silence followed on the other end of the line. After a while, Su Chengzi replied coldly, “Impossible. Stop joking around.”
Then, all Li Wanbai heard was the dial tone.
Staring at the darkened phone screen, Li Wanbai felt lost once again.
Yu Baichuan was unreachable, and Su Chengzi refused to see her.
She tried calling her parents, but no one answered. Her WeChat and text messages were all blocked.
Before boarding that plane, she had been the beloved treasure of her family and Su Chengzi’s best friend. Now, in the blink of an eye, ten years had passed, and she was utterly unhappy.
She was completely bewildered, with no one to confide in.
Yu Baichuan had slammed the door shut with such finality, leaving her with nothing but the Divorce Agreement on the bedside table.
As for Su Chengzi, every word she spoke was filled with disgust.
Li Wanbai glanced at her phone and clicked her tongue in frustration!
For an ordinary person, traveling on a plane only to wake up ten years later with everything turned upside down would be overwhelming—consumed by helplessness and confusion, simply drifting along with the flow of life.
But Li Wanbai was different. She rubbed her stiff cheeks and immediately rallied her spirits.
Setbacks in love and friendship could be set aside for now. At the very least, she needed to ensure her own livelihood was secure!
Li Wanbai opened her bank app to check her balance and was instantly stunned. The endless string of zeros made her dizzy.
Ten years later, she had lost love and friendship, but she had gained wealth.
Li Wanbai frowned slightly. Was this money obtained through legitimate channels?
“Wanbai!” The door to the luxurious private hospital room, which had just been closed, suddenly swung open. A middle-aged woman in professional attire, impeccably dressed, walked in.
Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, giving off an immediate impression of efficiency and competence—the kind of formidable career woman Li Wanbai would have avoided at all costs in the past, much like a strict teacher she wouldn’t dare approach!
Unfortunately, now they were sharing the same hospital room, and with Li Wanbai confined to the bed, there was nowhere to hide. She braced herself and met the woman’s gaze.
Thankfully, though the woman appeared sharp, decisive, and somewhat cold and unapproachable, her eyes held genuine concern for Li Wanbai. “What happened? Are you hurt? I’ve told you before, even if you’re going through a divorce, you shouldn’t do anything to harm yourself! Look at this—how serious it’s gotten! You’ve landed yourself in the hospital! Luckily, it was just a wrist cut, meant to scare him. After all, injuring your body is one thing, but what if you’d damaged your face?”
Li Wanbai’s pupils dilated in shock as she stared blankly at the woman spouting a stream of words. She recognized every single word, but how did they come together into something so unbelievable?
“Alright, Chen Jie, calm down. You’re talking so much that Xiao Bai can’t even process it all!” Fortunately, a young woman who had entered with the middle-aged woman spoke softly. After saying this, she playfully winked at Li Wanbai on the hospital bed.
Compared to the middle-aged woman called Chen Jie, Li Wanbai much preferred dealing with this girl.
She wore a simple white dress, her jet-black long hair tied into a loose bun, with a small white rabbit hair clip pinned to it. She could easily be described as the campus sweetheart—the idealized “white moonlight” figure.
The style felt strikingly familiar. Just a day ago, Li Wanbai had often dressed this way herself. The shock of waking up in the future was overwhelming, and seeing something so familiar naturally made her feel an instinctive closeness.
Li Wanbai offered a slight smile to the girl. Chen Jie glanced at her, then at the girl behind her, and sighed helplessly. “I knew it! You two must have teamed up to cause me a huge headache! Anyway, it’s good that your face isn’t injured. You have a reality show next week—if your face were damaged, what would we do about the breach-of-contract penalty?”
“Wait, what reality show?” Li Wanbai asked woodenly.
Me? Me on a reality show? Is that for real?
So I really am a big star!
It was true that her face was naturally gifted, and she had often received compliments in the past, but that didn’t mean she had what it took to enter the entertainment industry ten years later!
There were plenty of beautiful ordinary girls out there!
Was it really so hard to just be a beautiful and wealthy fashion designer?
“What kind of reaction is that? You’re Li Wanbai! Your popularity is among the top online. Among female artists, only a few older established stars can compete with you, and there are even fewer male artists who can match you. What’s the big deal about appearing on a reality show?” Chen Jie chuckled and patted Li Wanbai’s shoulder. “I’m just glad you’re okay. There are still plenty of endorsements waiting for you!”
“Um, Chen Jie? You’re my manager, right?” Li Wanbai swallowed hard and smiled awkwardly.
A sense of foreboding welled up in Chen Jie’s heart.
“Could you help support that young lady beside you? I need to tell you some news.” Li Wanbai smiled apologetically. “Actually, I’ve lost my memory.”
“Lost your memory?!” Chen Jie’s voice suddenly rose sharply, almost piercing through the heavens as she stammered, “R-really? Are you serious? You’ve really lost your memory? How much do you still remember? What do you recall?”
“I only remember everything from my first eighteen years. It’s now ten years later, and I don’t remember anything that happened during this past decade.” Li Wanbai replied honestly.
Of course, something like memory loss shouldn’t be casually disclosed to others.
Some people might believe it, but others would think she’s crazy – like Su Chengzi, for example.
If she encountered people outside, Li Wanbai naturally wouldn’t bring it up unless necessary, to avoid others thinking she’s insane or trying to shirk responsibilities.
But this Sister Lu was different.
She didn’t seem like someone who enjoyed joking around. If she said Li Wanbai was a big star, then she probably really was a big star.
Sister Lu was Li Wanbai’s agent after all.
Li Wanbai took on numerous variety shows and endorsement deals – her agent could profit from these activities. Yet the first thing Sister Lu asked about was whether her face was injured, showing it was purely a professional relationship.
This kind of purely professional relationship was the hardest to avoid. It was better to clarify things with the other party as soon as possible.