The dazzling white halo still lingered in his vision like receding tides, as Bologue stared straight at Serey, his fists clenched involuntarily, and his breathing became strained and heavy.
Bologue felt like an overloaded machine, with countless thoughts moving forward simultaneously, branching, annihilating, weaving new trajectories, continuing onward.
"Are you okay?"
Serey looked at Bologue in confusion, and Bologue responded with the same puzzled gaze.
This was the second time Bologue had seen Serey, but from Serey's perspective, it was the first time they had met today.
Serey didn't remember the reversal.
Bologue nervously looked towards Bode, who was mopping the floor, and Bode seemed as if everything had happened...
Only he remembered what had happened before.
"Good morning, Serey," Bologue downed the orange juice in one gulp and dashed out of the Undying Club, "Goodbye, Serey!"
Serey was stunned for two seconds, her voice echoing from afar.
