A distant, transient sigh cut through a world of infinite gray:

“To think that the truth of everything… would hurt you so.”

Yun Che’s consciousness was falling and falling in the gray world. It felt like he would never reach the bottom.

“It’s… you.”

The distant voice of a woman gradually became familiar to him.

This wasn’t the first time he had heard her voice, but his memories vanished every time he left this strange soul world. He would only recall them when he returned to it.

“I shouldn’t have forced myself to manifest, but too many cracks have appeared in your heart. At this rate, the name ‘Xia Qingyue’ will become your eternal wound and suffering."

“She (I) can never accept that, and so your eternal wound will become her (my) eternal wound as well.”

“That is why I must interfere even when I shouldn’t.”

Qing… yue...

He didn’t expect to hear her name in this world.

The pain felt as raw as ever.

“Who are you, and… what do you mean?” He asked.

“You will know who I am. It is still too early, but there is probably no other way to save you besides showing you the whole truth… unless...”

“You are willing to let...