Inside the room.
Wang Qingtan looked at Jiang Ning and forced a smile.
"It's good that you're all right!" Jiang Ning reached out and patted her.
He could tell that Wang Qingtan did not want to say much.
Since that was the case, he stopped asking.
"Want some breakfast?" Jiang Ning asked again.
"Yes, wait for me!" Wang Qingtan immediately nodded.
She hurriedly lifted the thin blanket, revealing her fair, tender feet.
She glanced at Jiang Ning, then quickly pulled them back.
"Then I'll head out first!" Jiang Ning withdrew his gaze and smiled.
Watching Jiang Ning and Luyi leave, the relaxed expression on Wang Qingtan's face vanished.
Am I going to die? she murmured inwardly, her mood heavy.
In her dreams, she had once again awakened many fragments of memory, and her mind had sunk into those scattered memories, unable to wake for a long time.
She was truly a little afraid now—afraid that she would be devoured by those memories.
She would no longer be herself.
If her memories were drowned out by the memories of her previous life, would she still be herself?
She often thought about this question.
"Perhaps, when that time truly comes, I won't be me anymore!" A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Wang Qingtan's lips.
She could clearly feel that her recent spells of falling into deep sleep and being unable to wake were becoming more frequent.
The memories surfacing in her mind were also appearing more and more often.
If this continued, and the total volume of those memories exceeded the memories of her nearly twenty years, she feared that she would silently become another person.
She would no longer be herself!
Her thoughts turning, she glanced at Jiang Ning's back as it disappeared through the doorway. She could not