The blue sky, the fresh air, the mottled Yanjing alleys, the passing Phoenix brand bicycles, and the people in the 80s.
The scene in front of him was so familiar, yet so strange.
Su can lowered his head and looked at his hands. They were fair and young, without any signs of aging. They were so young.
"This is ..."
Su can opened his mouth with great difficulty. His throat moved, and he swallowed his saliva.
"BOOM!"
There was an explosion in his head, as if chaos had exploded.
"It hurts!"
Su can's head was splitting and he was about to explode. He squatted down and held his head with his hands. His eyes were bloodshot and his eyeballs were protruding as if they were about to explode.
"Ah!"
He let out a low roar like a beast.
"Today is June 8th, 1979 ..."
After a moment, su can said in a low voice with difficulty.
"I'm reborn ..."
