Xue Lang and Chang Bei might not know the truth, but they both knew he was still alive. Xue Lang especially had made an enemy of him back at the hospital, and had even killed his entire family before leaving. There was no reason he would have let him live. His memories hadn't been rewritten, so the only explanation was that Dr. Zhang had kept Xue Lang in check.
Had Xu Zhi made Dr. Zhang go this far, or had Dr. Zhang always intended to do this...
At the thought, another idea he couldn't suppress began to take root in his mind. What if Dr. Zhang had never intended to take him out of District 014, but had planned from the start to rewrite his memories? Then what had Xu Zhi's death been for?
"Crack!" The scene before him fractured. Xu Zhi, who had just raised his head, shattered along with it!
He reached out on reflex, but stopped halfway. It was all fake. What was there to miss... Yet just as he was about to let go, a hand reached out of the darkness and clasped his.
Xu Huo paused briefly, then pulled the person out.
Xu Zhi, alive and well, stood before him.
"You've grown up." Xu Zhi looked at him with relief.
"You should've grown up too," Xu Huo said.
Xu Zhi's appearance had changed slightly. He looked a little more mature than before, a little steadier.
Their hands remained clasped. Xu Zhi patted the back of his hand. "I'm glad to see you've lived so well."
"I'm not glad," Xu Huo said.
"You're well into your twenties. How can you still act spoiled with your older brother?" Xu Zhi said with a smile. "Don't carry the burden of my death. Some lives are long, some short.