"..."
Feeling the gazes from all directions, Yan Huan's eyes first rolled slightly, then gradually closed.
It seemed like he was thinking, but he had actually been gone for quite a while.
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"Meow?!"
However, on his shoulder, Meow-chan clumsily pressed a paw on his philtrum, trying to drag him back from a posthumous heaven to the hell of reality.
"Hiss!"
Pain searing through his lips from Meow-chan's paw, Yan Huan had no choice but to open his eyes again.
What he saw was still the deathly silent atmosphere waiting for his answer.
It turns out this wasn't a dream.
"..."
Only now did Yan Huan finally understand what it meant to say "choosing to live requires more courage than choosing to die."
Since he had to live, he had no choice but to face reality.
Yan Huan's brain instantly began to overclock, entering bullet time to analyze this deadlock.
