In the men's restroom of Kangning Hospital, Li Huowang, panting heavily, stuck his head under the faucet, letting the ice-cold water run over his head.
"Ji Zai... Ji Zai! You are Ji Zai!"
Qian Fu's voice echoed in his ears again, and Li Huowang closed his eyes in agony.
His head throbbed with a pain that felt as if it were being crushed, and only under the cold tap water could he feel a sliver of warmth.
Li Huowang raised his head from the sink and looked through his wet hair at his own drenched reflection, at a face that was becoming more and more unfamiliar.
What is Ji Zai? Wasn't Ji Zai the fake name Zhuge Yuan gave me during the hallucinations? Why is he calling me Ji Zai? Could it be that the other world...
Some forgotten memories began to resurface, and Li Huowang felt his head hurt even more. He put his head back under the faucet, allowing the cold water to pour over it.
