1. Tamsui Walkthrough — The Beginning of Yu Yong'an's Journey
Date: May 17, 2024 (Friday)Location: Tamsui Mackay Hospital → Lailu Hotel, Tamsui
Historical Walkthrough and the Cross
On May 17, 2024, Yu Yong'an and Yang An-Ting joined a historical walkthrough in Tamsui. As they passed by Mackay Hospital, Yu found himself drawn inexplicably to a secluded archive room.
There, he discovered a faded photograph of a young man in clothing that clearly did not belong to the current era. The figure bore an uncanny resemblance to himself. When Yu's fingers brushed against the trifold cross embedded behind the photo, a surge of energy rushed through him, triggering a vivid flashback.
He saw from a perspective that wasn't his own—as though he had lived this scene before in another time. In the corner of the archive, a mysterious stranger watched him with unusual intensity. Strangely, only Yu noticed this anomaly; Yang An-Ting and the others sensed nothing out of place.
That moment marked the beginning of temporal distortion.
Lailu Hotel — The 281 Days of Forgotten Time
Later that evening, after returning to the Lailu Hotel, Yu fell into an unusually deep sleep.That sleep would last 281 days.
When he finally awoke on February 22, 2025, all memories of that time were gone. What he didn't know was that his soul had been transferred into another timeline, living as Zhang Huan-An during that entire period—without any conscious recollection of the experience.
"You are me, and I am you."Thus began the fateful convergence of their identities.
🪞2. Echo Between Layers — Yang An-Ting & Li An-Qing
On a quiet night, Yang An-Ting suddenly woke from a dream.
She turned toward the mirror, only to see a faint reflection—not hers, but someone she couldn't name.Yet, it felt heartbreakingly familiar.
Li An-Qing stood at the entrance of Mackay Hospital, gazing at the past. She smiled gently, as if she already knew the future:
"You don't remember, but you've always been there."
"That day, you chose to stay; that day, I chose to leave."
Though they never existed on the same timeline, their memories interwove—Each was a missing fragment of the other.
The first shift occurred on May 17, 2024.
In the quiet corners of Mackay Hospital, Yu Yong'an discovered a faded photograph and touched a cross that should not have existed. That moment fractured time—memories not his own surged through him, and the weight of someone else's past began to bleed into his present. Though he didn't know it yet, this was the catalyst.
That night, at the Lailu Hotel, he fell into a sleep so deep it silenced the world around him. For 281 days, his body remained in stasis—yet his consciousness had crossed the boundary. He lived on in another world, as another self: Zhang Huan-An. Not merely in name, but in mind and memory, experiencing a life he would later forget entirely.
From May 18, 2024, until the early morning of February 22, 2025, Zhang Huan-An existed in an alternate timeline. His actions, thoughts, and choices left traces—some encrypted, others erased. Yet the original soul inside that vessel was not his own.
When Yu Yong'an finally awoke on February 22, 2025, he remembered none of it.
Not the touch of the cross, nor the days as Zhang. But the weight of those forgotten months remained, lingering in instincts, in dreams, in fragmented feelings of déjà vu. It marked the beginning of his pursuit—not just of answers, but of himself.
Somewhere far from Yu Yong'an's waking world,Yang An-Ting stood before a mirror that seemed older than time.
The reflection staring back wasn't her—but Li An-Qing.
Not a hallucination, not a ghost, but a version of herself shaped by someone else's memory.A life lived in parallel, fragmented, filtered through another soul.
Yang's fingers hovered near the glass, trembling.She didn't speak—but the mirror did.
"You fell asleep on a Friday.I disappeared on a Tuesday.And yet, somehow… we both remained."
A faint trace of rain appeared across the mirror's surface,as if time itself was weeping for what it could not keep whole.
Yang closed her eyes, and for a moment, she felt her breath match someone else's rhythm.
"If you ever return to that archive room,"Li An-Qing's voice whispered,"touch the cross again.This time, remember me not as an echo—but as a choice you once made."
Then the mirror dimmed, leaving only her own reflection.Yet something had shifted—inside and across time.
Somewhere, in a future yet to arrive,a version of herself remembered how it feltto love someone who never knew her name—yet carried her across lifetimes.