He raised his head and once again locked eyes with his reflection in the mirror!
At this moment, the emotions in both Tang Ye's eyes, both in and out of the mirror, were very resolute. He slightly opened his mouth and said again, "I am not Li Henian."
After uttering those few words, Tang Ye fell silent for a while as the memories in his mind deepened a bit more. About two or three seconds later, he opened his mouth and said:
"I am not Li Henian, my name is..."
Just as he was about to say his own name, Tang Ye frowned. For some reason, he felt his name was incredibly distant, as if it didn't quite fit him, almost like it lingered in a certain place, a very far place. Not unfamiliar, just distant—the sense of distance made him feel as though it spanned several astronomical units.
Tang Ye found this feeling unbelievable. Why would he feel this way?
