A night passed, and Zihu didn't show up for several consecutive days.
The time dragged on so much that Jun Lii even began to wonder—had he dissipated?
But not long after, while Jun Lii was being pushed by Ah Xing in the garden to soak up the sun, Zihu's voice rang out again.
"I might have to leave."
Upon hearing this, Jun Lii didn't know whether he should be happy or silent.
Zihu calmly stated, "Lately, I've been pondering the same question over and over."
Jun Lii knew what he was thinking, taking up his words, "Are you really me? And am I really you?"
"Yes," Zihu said wistfully with a smile, "During my travels through time, I encountered many situations more troublesome than this. I originally thought that as long as I saw her, everything would be worth it. Now I realize... perhaps the Heavenly Dao played a big joke on me..."
"A joke?"
