Hidden truth, intricate love

The helium lamps in the Earth's core laboratory suddenly lit up, illuminating the dense clusters of quantum roses lining the walls. These superconductor flowers bloomed in time with Lin Yue's footsteps, revealing tiny projectors nestled in their stamens. As Li Hao's body heat activated the temperature control system, the entire space suddenly began to rain data, each drop carrying fragments of memory as it tumbled to the ground.

"Mom?" a childish electronic voice rang out from the quantum rose bush. A little girl in a nebula dress was building blocks with meteorite fragments, each fragment reflecting a life Lin Yue had never experienced—the pigtailed girl taking her daughter to the aquarium, Li Hao explaining the origins of constellations at a kindergarten open day.

Lin Yue's high heels sank into a swamp of memories, the scent of sea salt caramel from 2017 seeping through the cracks in the ground. When the little girl looked up, the binary waterfall that appeared in her pupils was exactly the same as the dark matter model in Li Hao's paper. "My name is Cherry, and my birthday is September 2021, 9." Her skirt shimmered, revealing circuit patterns resembling subcutaneous tissue.

Li Hao's white lab coat was suddenly lifted by a quantum wind, revealing its lining densely covered with equations. As he touched Cherry's bangs with his burned fingertips, the lab dome suddenly projected a holographic recording of the delivery room that year—it turned out that the fetus's consciousness had been accidentally captured by a meteorite and grown in a quantum bubble for four years.

"Daddy fixed my cradle." Cherry pointed to the operating circular collider, which was clearly made from the melted diamond ring she wore at her wedding. Lin Yue's wedding ring began to heat up, and a nanoscale sheet of "Lullaby" emerged on the inside of the ring, the melody she often hummed during her pregnancy.

Memory bubbles rose in Cherry's palms, each containing fragments of parallel universes. Lin Yue saw herself in Berlin signing a divorce agreement, and Li Hao in Chile clutching a family photo as he fell off a cliff. As all the bubbles began to resonate, data cracks appeared on Cherry's skin: "It's collapsing..."

Li Hao suddenly ripped open his shirt, revealing the constellation tattoo on his chest as a control panel. He pulled the quantum chip from his ribs and inserted it into the collider, instantly flooding the laboratory with a sea of ​​stars. Lin Yue's astral birthmark ripped open a rift in spacetime, and the twenty-two-year-old, clutching an anatomy textbook, fell through the void, interlocking fingers with her current self.

"Mom, you choose." Cherry's body gradually became transparent, and two balls of light rose in her hands - the Berlin contract and the Chilean invitation letter burned in the light. "Do you want a real reunion, or an illusory eternity?"

Lin Yue's high heels crushed the rain of data as she pressed her wedding ring into the control console. The diamonds refracted billions of rays of light, disintegrating Cherry's figure into stardust. When these stardust particles reassembled, they transformed into a grown woman in a nebula-like dress—her earlobe dangling a quantum memory device fashioned from a cherry hairpin.

"You've created a new observer effect." Future Cherry's voice was tinged with electromagnetic hum. Where her fingertips passed, the collapsing space-time began to rewind. Li Hao's burns suddenly burst into a bright light, and the Orion lines beneath his skin floated up, enveloping the laboratory in a glowing cocoon.

As the Earth's core began to tremble, Lin Yue kissed her husband's constellation tattoo. Quantum roses burst, blossoming into true stars in the void. Cherry's laughter echoed from the end of time. They fell back into the stormy night at the planetarium. In her arms, she was flipping through "Binary Star Symbiosis" in "A Brief History of Astrophysics," with the unopened Berlin Contract and the Chilean Letter tucked between its pages.

The glass dome suddenly shattered, releasing a literal Perseid meteor shower. Lin Yue's pearl necklace automatically reconfigured itself into a quantum computer, and Li Hao's watch popped up a holographic keyboard. As they interlocked their fingers and entered the final command, all the meteors suddenly hovered in the air, forming the heartbeat waveform of the aborted fetus.

"Let's take it slow this time." Li Hao's breath stained the night mist white, and meteorite fragments melted into the shape of a wedding ring in his palm. Lin Yue's star-shaped birthmark oozed stardust, drawing the growth rings of a cherry tree on the ground—proof that in all parallel time and space, they would eventually meet.