"As you can see—"
His own voice sounded beside him, but without bone conduction, it sounded a little strange.
"We've temporarily swapped bodies, but our minds haven't switched in the fullest sense. As time goes on, you'll notice plenty of contradictions. Those contradictions are why I did this... As for you, it doesn't matter. It'll last about six to eight hours. Use your own judgment."
"Your voice sounds so weird."
"It's your voice."
"No wonder it's so lovely. Like music from heaven."
"..."
"What contradictions?"
"You'll find out."
"I think I've found one..."
Chen Shu had already gotten out of bed and stood before the full-length mirror, studying himself.
Qingqing looked just as she always did to him. Before, he had thought her as beautiful as a fairy from heaven. In his eyes, it would be hard to find anyone in the world better-looking than her—not a pureblood Celestial, not the beauty-filter warriors online, not even old Zhang next door. Yet now, Qingqing in the mirror looked a little... ordinary?
Not ordinary, exactly. Reason told him she was still beautiful, but he simply couldn't find anything about her that stood out.
The two impressions collided in his mind.
"How does that work?"
"Because a person's thoughts are shaped by the brain, body, and soul together. None of the three can determine what we think on its own. We've only swapped what belongs to the soul. Our brains are connected through a special link, like two devices controlling each other over a network. We have to stay within a certain distance for it to work, and neither brain can fully replace the other's or establish its own connection with the other's body." His own voice kept coming. It sounded unfamiliar not only because he heard it through the air, but because