Lying in bed, I couldn't sleep.
This time, I really couldn't sleep.
I didn't have too many thoughts because of the Pseudo-Tomb. The Doctor had said that it did not truly exist; it was merely a projection from the future.
Though I didn't completely understand it, I could roughly figure out what was going on.
Xiao Jingfeng and I would cross paths in the future, yet for some reason, we would build such a tomb for each other.
But we hadn't truly buried one another. For some unknown reason, we had merely erected cenotaphs for each other.
Xiao Qing hadn't told me the truth. She merely wanted to throw my heart into turmoil.
The Doctor said she was petty. She probably wanted revenge on me, since the person she loved had once died because of me.
Just thinking about it made me feel wronged.
Someone had died because of me, yet I didn't even know what I had done.
What I thought about more was the matter of time and immortality that the Doctor had mentioned.
He said I could attain immortality. As long as I was willing, I wouldn't need to keep entering reincarnation as I did now.
As for the path of immortality, he had also made me understand its secret.
What I said shouldn't have been wrong. So-called immortality was actually forcibly changing an individual's rate of time.
But how could one alter the speed of time?
Ying Gou suddenly appeared, standing by my bed. "Don't tell me you've become interested in the path of immortality? Back then, you were the one who abandoned immortality and sent your soul into reincarnation. And you insisted on carrying not even the slightest memory of your past lives during reincarnation. What, are you planning to give up now?"
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