"Perhaps my world is from another book," Jiang Yue said, understanding what he meant. After all, your world is a book. It's not impossible to have another one. Actually, nothing has changed. It's still equivalent to two different worlds. My original world and the world we're in now are both real. It's just that I'm here. Now we know a lot of things."
"That's true." Xue Yan nodded. There was still a smile on his face. He accepted that this was a book, and he did not deny this world. This world was real to him, and the people he cared about were real.
Jiang Yue became relieved when he agreed.
