Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years: That's Right, I Did It, but You Have No Proof

Welcome to Trapped in the Same Day for a Thousand Years, exclusively produced by Feilu Novel Network. Written by Sang Ze and narrated by Wang Xiaomo and Lao He.

Wu Chen did not move. He sat calmly, turning his head to watch Qi Chenhong charge forward.

No one saw him do anything. But just as Qi Chenhong reached the table and raised his hand to hit Zhuang Xiaodie, his feet suddenly slipped as though he had stepped in oil. He lost control completely.

Bang!

He pitched forward and slammed his head into the edge of the marble-topped dining table. Cries of shock rang out.

The impact was deafening!

Then came a scream. He toppled backward, howling in pain loudly enough to draw the attention of everyone in the restaurant.

"Fuck!"

Qi Chenhong lay sprawled on the floor, clutching his head and crying out through clenched teeth. He even rolled back and forth twice.

The diners who had noticed the commotion at the window-side table felt every hair on their bodies stand up. The sight was horrifying.

People often feared sudden accidents most: a falling object, something sharp appearing inches from their eyes, or a slip in the bathroom that sent their head into a hard surface. Even imagining such things was chilling.

Often, the fear came less from the accident itself than from imagining what followed—when it was already too late.

A perfectly healthy person could go blind or die without warning. How could anyone accept that?

What happened to Qi Chenhong brought that fear vividly to life.

He had slipped without warning and driven his head into the hard table edge with the full weight of his body. Watching it made scalps prickle and bodies ache in sympathy.

A blow like that could easily kill someone.

Qi Shenghong had