At that moment, Su Bai was merely a Rememberer immersed in a memory he had long forgotten. Though he could see it again through his childhood eyes, he was ultimately more like a helpless spectator, able only to "watch" his younger self fall from the third-floor window.
Just then, Su Bai suddenly felt an arm catch him, and a voice both familiar and unfamiliar rang out beside his ear-
"Give me your hand."
Su Bai recognized the voice because it clearly belonged to his older brother, Su Xuan. Yet it also felt unfamiliar, because in Su Bai's memories, Su Xuan had never spoken in such an icy tone. Even when they reunited in this game and Su Bai "exposed" his identity, Su Xuan had never spoken like that.
The young Su Bai was terrified, but his brother's voice still prompted him to struggle to reach out. The other hand caught his firmly. Only then did Su Bai look up and clearly see the boy leaning over the window to save him.
He certainly looked like the teenage Su Xuan, but Su Bai could clearly see that the "Su Xuan" holding him had dark red eyes-those familiar, beautiful eyes like the Red Moon.
He was...
Before Su Bai could feel surprised, a series of cracking sounds rang out. Looking toward the source, he saw cracks spreading across "Su Xuan's" outstretched arms. They were especially dense on the right hand holding Su Bai, as though it would shatter completely in the next second.
It was a strange sight, because a human body could not crack like that, much less without shedding a single drop of blood. To Su Bai, those cracks looked more like something he would see in plastic or wood-in any case, something other than flesh and blood.
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