Even in the Reappear World, even knowing that it was all just the shadow of the past, and even as a mere spectator, Song Cheng's heartbeat was still racing.
He watched the moonlight twisting and eerily splitting apart, falling once again upon Su Ningyu's figure behind him, while Yu's black hair quickly withered, her beautiful face sprouted endless wrinkles, and her plump, vibrant body shriveled rapidly like a corpse drained of all moisture...
The burden on his back lightened and emitted a stench of decay, as the beauty abruptly turned into a skeleton that had weathered hundreds of years.
It was Yu's skeleton, but it was also the skeleton of his distant past self.
The ordeal that Yu was currently enduring was exactly what he had experienced before.
Song Cheng looked up to see that the dark floor above him had no visible end, boundless, with head-sized windows open on the slanted cold walls.
