Perhaps these weren't Elena's memories at all.
Yin Chao set down the bowl of water and examined his current body with curiosity.
The long hair was real, the little girl's lace dress was real, and his male sex was real too.
This was an Instance rift born from memories.
As for Ois, he wasn't the real Midnight. Someone had merely recreated an NPC highly similar to the real Midnight for some psychological reason.
This was very likely a special ability of whoever was behind all this.
Yin Chao knelt in the small patch of sunlight spilling through the window and gazed upward, looking both pitiful and devout.
Ois happened to witness this scene when he returned.
In that instant, it was as though fresh blood had been pumped into his long-dead heart.
It burst with boundless vitality and began to beat.
Ois froze in place, both hands pressed over his heart, his mouth slightly open and his eyes filled with shock.
That brief lapse betrayed his presence.
Inside the cell, Yin Chao turned around. His dark, bright eyes were like stars twinkling in the night sky.
The way he blinked was utterly adorable.
"Ois?"
Yin Chao asked softly.
The boy instinctively lowered his head and pulled the black robe tighter around it.
He said nothing, merely standing in silence before the iron bars.
At last, Yin Chao spoke again. "What, are you here to keep an eye on me?"
With that, he shifted his posture, a teasing smile in his eyes. It was outright flirting.
Seeing his boyfriend so inexperienced and withdrawn, he naturally couldn't resist teasing him a little.
Ois glanced at Yin Chao out of the corner of his eye, then quickly lowered his head.
"I'm not..."
He protested quietly.
Then he looked up again, and this time,