The weather had warmed recently, and Lin Xian's bedding had become much thinner.
With a gentle flick, he flipped the flimsy blanket off, slipped into his slippers, and stood up from the side of the bed.
"VV."
He uttered this odd name.
It should be mentioned, or not... Actually, hearing the name VV from CC wasn't all that strange.
It certainly had a certain style.
But the issue was.
CC said that VV was the name of a long-haired, bearded, middle-aged man.
In fact, Lin Xian had often doubted whether this man could be his future self.
But such thoughts could only linger in the realm of suspicion, without evidence, without a concrete image.
The only clues he had were two.
One was the name VV.
The other was the voice, which was very similar to his own.
Although other information was virtually nonexistent, from CC's various reactions thus far, it was not hard to see...
"This man called VV is a person of great importance to CC."
Maybe, this was CC's real "secret."
