Probably sometime around the 1980s..."
"You get those too?"
"Yeah. It wasn't an illusion... and it wasn't our memories, either. They belonged to Fang Yinglong..."
"Wait... you mean I really was a man before?"
"Yeah. There's no doubt about that. At least, according to the information we've gathered, you definitely were male. Just like me, you should be a clone of Fang Yinglong. Even the tiniest details should be pretty much the same."
"You?"
"Yeah, us... Uh, sorry. I can't tell you the rest."
He shrugged, looking like he really wasn't going to say anything more.
"Wait!!!"
"Hmm? Another question?"
He looked at me and asked curiously.
"You... just said 'should,' didn't you?"
"Uh... yeah. 'Should.'"
"What do you mean?"
"We don't have any concrete information about you, and..."
"And what!?"
"And... I'm also curious. If you really are that Fang Yuxuan... why are you so close to Long Tianfeng? Why does he take care of you?"
"What are you talking about? Have you never met Long Tianfeng?"
"What do you mean, 'you'? I'm the only Fang Yuxuan left... Oh, if you're the real deal, then I guess that makes two of us."
"I am the real deal."
"You think you're real, but what if you're not?"
"Forget it... I don't want to hear any more of this."
What he'd told me was just too much to take in... I... I was a clone?
No, I didn't believe it!
I looked up at the guy in front of me, who looked exactly like I used to. Everything about him seemed so familiar, but... there was also a strange sense of alienation. I didn't know whether it was because I hadn't seen this face in nearly thirty years, or if...
I pushed my thoughts aside and shook my head, clearing my