Jinghan felt incredibly light, as if she had no weight at all. She struggled to open her eyes, only to find herself in an unknown place, surrounded by a vast expanse of white. "Where am I?"
"Hehehe, what do you think?" a voice rang out.
"Who's speaking?" Jinghan looked around, trying to locate the source of the voice.
"I'm right in front of you. Take a look, do you see who I am?" Suddenly, a person appeared in front of her, who looked exactly like Jinghan, except for a cinnabar mole between their eyebrows.
Jinghan's mind raced as she understood the identity of the person before her. "Are you the real Jinghan?" Had the real Jinghan never disappeared and she herself been displaced by her? What about Zixuan? Was their fate so shallow that they were meant to part? "Why haven't you gone back to that body?"
