The Red Thread Theory

First of all, hi. I’m Julie, and I’m 21 years old. I love theories. Not just casually , I live for them. I research them, read about them, question them, and sometimes even lose sleep thinking about them. It’s something that excites my mind in ways nothing else does. I’ve told my relatives about my love for theories many times. Their reactions were always the same. “As a girl, in 2025, loving theories is… kind of disturbing,” they said. I never understood why curiosity had a gender. But I smiled and let it go. People often ask me, “How did you even get into all these theories and stuff?” I always answer with the same sentence: “I just got into it with the flow.” There was no exact beginning, no specific reason. One day I was curious, and the next, curiosity became a habit. Every day, the first thing I do after waking up isn’t checking messages or social media , it’s searching for new theories to research. It’s like a ritual now. So far, I’ve read more than fifty theories, ranging from scientific possibilities to ancient myths and forgotten legends. That morning was no different. I woke up, freshened up, and got ready , not for the day, but for my daily hunt for something new. I sat in front of my laptop, scrolling endlessly through the internet. My eyes skimmed through countless websites while my fingers moved up and down the screen without stopping. Nothing caught my attention at first. Then… suddenly, something did. A theory title flashed before my eyes. My fingers immediately clicked the mouse, faster than my thoughts could process. As the page loaded, my heartbeat slowed , not out of fear, but curiosity. That’s when I read the name. It was from Chinese mythology. “The Red Thread Theory.” And without knowing it yet, that single click was about to change everything.