The others had already walked far away, yet their voices drifted vaguely into Liu Yuan's ears: "If I'm not Ye Qilan, then who could I be..."
The entire world seemed to revert to silence once more.
Liu Yuan hid in place, feeling as if he had just experienced a nightmare. In his dream, Ye Qilan had come back from the dead and stood right before him, looking down on him with an imperious stance as if he were the most pathetic creature in the world.
He suddenly realized that there was no hope for him in this life.
He had only two paths to choose from: one was to continue being toyed with, hunted down like prey; the other was to end his own life. There was no third path for him to take.
Whatever the choice, he could never be reconciled...
Cao Shiyu woke up from sleep and found herself at home.
But she couldn't remember how she got back.
Recently, she had rented a cheap room and would go to a bar to drink every night, then wake up at home the next morning.
