Song Lianhe snapped back to her senses, fragmented and broken images flashing before her eyes.
From her first time transmigrating into the book, to the second time when everyone here forgot her, to the Nanchen Army laying siege to the city, and finally, to him looking at her corpse before picking up a knife...
"No! Don't!"
She desperately tried to lunge forward, but her body wouldn't move at all. No matter how she screamed, the man in the vision didn't respond.
"Zhou Cangyan! Zhou Biwu! Stop, don't!"
The man in the vision had cold, indifferent eyes. He slowly turned his head, and his gaze unexpectedly met hers.
Song Lianhe froze. 'He... did he see me?'
She raised a trembling hand, reaching for the man in the vision as if across time and space...
At that very moment, Zhou Cangyan stood on a hill, gazing at the person lying there, not a hint of hesitation in his eyes.
He knew he only had one chance to take this gamble.
