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!"
The voice of Qian Fu had just started to echo by his ear again, causing Li Huowang to close his eyes in agony.
His head hurt, almost as if it were being crushed, and only under this cold tap water could he feel a trace of warmth.
Li Huowang raised his head from the basin, and through his wet hair, he saw his own drenched reflection, along with an increasingly unfamiliar face.
"What is Ji Zai? Wasn't Ji Zai the fake name Zhuge Yuan gave me in 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 keep pouring on him.
