I had felt that Xijun had been acting strange lately. The little girl had started lying. What do you mean, you practice artificial respiration with me all the time? Are you kidding me? But what was going on now? Why couldn't I move even a finger? Could it be because my body had been still for too long and had gone stiff?
I struggled desperately to get up, trying to raise my hand. But there wasn't even the slightest sign that it would lift. Up ahead, Xijun was breathing rapidly. The air she exhaled carried a faint, delicate fragrance, like chewing gum made from plants, and it was utterly intoxicating. I almost didn't want to move at all. I only wanted to let her finish the artificial respiration.
But I couldn't breathe at all now. My chest felt clogged with a breath that wanted to burst out violently. I remembered that I had only struck the big black cat once, so how had I ended up with my soul scattered?
Hadn't that earlier existence been as real as a movie? Xijun and I had experienced it together, and there hadn't been any side effects. But this self-directed performance, this logical dreamscape where I made up explanations for myself, had left a deep impression on me. Now I couldn't even breathe or move.
"Little Phoenix, wait... I think your brother just moved. Step aside and let me try. Strange, I clearly sensed a soul just now, but I couldn't wake him. I thought he'd fallen into a deathlike sleep..." Ao Fengxia's slightly cold hand touched my forehead and infused me with a probing force. I didn't resist, letting it circle around my body once. But just as it was about to probe deeper, the warm current abruptly stopped!
"Move aside. He