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Immersed in the icy pond water.
Ji Yun looked up at the sunlight frozen and condensed above, a sense of unreality washing over him like a colorless dream.
His body neither slid upwards nor sank downwards.
He knew this was a struggle between his will to survive and his subconscious.
The result of the struggle was his body suspended still, like a floating corpse.
He heard calling voices. It was Lou Yu striving to save him.
She was merely fulfilling a doctor's duty, in this timeline, she could not remember him.
Ji Yun actually wanted to see through the icy boundary between life and death—what happened after his heart had stopped.
Did anyone come to visit him?
Did anyone cry for him?
Did anyone feel sorrow for his passing?
Or was he just wheeled into the morgue, waiting for social welfare services to send him off to the crematorium.
