And that thread did not have its own patterns like the threads extending from other people—no fine lines of varying lengths, no differing colors...
It was like a Crimson Thread of Destiny, linking everyone together.
Among those multicolored puppet strings, only this one stood apart, unique and impossible to ignore.
And it really was red.
Completely red, vividly red, so red that Aponia could not make out any patterns on it at all.
What was even stranger was that, at the edge of Aponia's vision, all the hanging threads ended neatly at the same point. Only the puppet string on Chen Luo's body allowed Aponia to see exactly where its end was.
The end of that thread had actually returned to Chen Luo, winding around his hand.
Hmm, it even had a bow tied in it?!!
Mobius's Child Husband
Chen Luo, Aponia, Hua, and Aili were gathered in the cafeteria. It was lunchtime, so the cafeteria was undoubtedly packed.
Aili greeted everyone who passed by, and whether they knew her or not, people were happy to exchange a good afternoon with her.
Chen Luo stood quietly at the side, observing everyone coming and going like a spectator.
Chen Luo had not appeared at Fire Moth often or for very long.
Other than the few people he had met during his first few days after joining Fire Moth, he had yet to make any new friends.
Though Chen Luo had successfully ensured that volunteers would not die if their fusion surgeries failed, and had completed the fusion surgery alone by himself, only his name was widely known. Not everyone recognized his face.
And even if they did recognize Chen Luo, how to greet him—or whether they should greet him at all—was a problem, since no one was familiar with him.
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