It felt as if lightning had struck his skull. Cracks appeared in the frozen layers of his memory, and images he had never seen before flashed through Chen Ge's mind.
"Underworld Fetus..."
Two nearly identical faces stared at each other in the mirror. In each other's eyes, they saw another version of themselves.
Chen Ge's body trembled more and more violently. His whole body went numb, and he was close to losing control of himself from head to toe. It felt as though his heart had been stomped on several times, and even breathing became incredibly difficult.
In the blurry mirror, the hollow-eyed child had his hand around the other child's neck. He tightened his grip little by little. His eyes, full of sin and despair, held other emotions too—something like sorrow, something like pain.
"Chen Ge!"
Xiao Sun and Wen Qing finally noticed that something was wrong with Chen Ge. They rushed into the bathroom to support him, but his condition didn't improve at all.
Every nerve in his body was taut, and every muscle was trembling. His blood surged wildly through his veins as all kinds of terrifying, cruel images flashed through his mind.
He had no memory of these new images. Even after seeing them, he would forget them in an instant.
He couldn't recall the details of what he'd seen, but he knew there were two children in every image.
Those were the Underworld Fetus's memories—or rather, they were memories the two of them shared.
"The mirror..." Chen Ge clenched his teeth. His mind was completely blank, and he couldn't control his body at all. It was as if, at that very moment, his body no longer belonged to him.
The fingers gripping the edge of the sink slowly loosened. Chen Ge's body tilted backward. As