In a daze, Qian Jiangyue felt that time had passed for a long while, so long that he didn't know if all the memories in his mind seemed to come from a distant past. He even didn't know how he managed to get through such a long time smoothly, until a feeling of suffocation came from his neck, making him cough uncontrollably and waking him up from this unique state.
"You clearly know that this is my body." A familiar voice entered his ears; it was his own voice.
This tone, could it be...
Qian Jiangyue searched in his mind, simultaneously extending both hands forward and successfully grabbing a pair of arms. He opened his eyes, even though he already had the answer in his heart, he was slightly surprised again when he saw him. The face right in front of him was his own, but the expression was very gentle, like he would never get angry no matter what happened, even if it was during killing, his facial expression remained unchanged. The person before him was Nan Yuan.
