Strangers in strange places. Countless scenes flashed across Ye Qingtang's eyes, all completely unfamiliar to her but somehow, she felt like she had lived through them.
A brilliant light shone down on her and Ye Qingtang suddenly opened her eyes with a loud gasp.
Darkness. Dazzling lights. Flashing images. All those faded away from Ye Qingtang's eyes. All that was left in her line of sight was Little White Tiger's worried expression.
"What happened to you? Why did you suddenly faint?" Little White Tiger gazed nervously at Ye Qingtang.
Fear continued to swirl in Ye Qingtang's heart as she gasped out breaths of air. She glanced down at herself, feeling as if she was still enveloped in a shroud of cold air. Her skin had even turned somewhat white from the chill.
"I…" Ye Qingtang wanted to explain but didn't know what to say. She had seen many memories, all of which didn't belong to her.
