"It's not all of it; you can think of it as a dream, after which you'll forget most parts, remembering only certain things that have left a deep impression on you."
After two seconds of silence,
Xu Yuan glanced sideways at Tianyan and quietly asked,
"Hey, can your Celestial Fates Divine Soul remember the things from the Illusionary Realm?"
Tianyan fell silent for a moment before gently shaking her head:
"I... don't know."
"...Is that so?"
With a murmur, Xu Yuan's gaze fell.
This time,
he was silent for quite a long time.
It felt like an instant, yet like eternity.
When he looked up again, Xu Yuan had a faint, ambiguous smile on his face.
It was like self-mockery, yet carried determination.
"Hey...." The palace-dressed girl seemed to sense something and tightened her grip on his hand.
Xu Yuan didn't pay attention to her and looked at Yuchu, speaking very calmly:
"Yuchu, can you promise me something? It's about Tianyan."
