"Su Bai, there's one thing you must remember."
Just as he was about to step fully through the gap in the door, Wu Heng's voice sounded in Su Bai's mind again, lower than before and tinged with gravity.
"The Director really can piece together those forgotten memories from fragments-the past you've been trying to recall all along. But those so-called 'memories of the future'... they haven't happened yet, nor have they been decided."
"Rather than saying he can glimpse the future, it would be more accurate to say he can see a 'possibility.' So whatever you see next, don't believe it too readily. Don't let that so-called 'future' shake your resolve."
"The Director is only doing this for his Script, for the thrills and variables he wants. He won't care how the people in it-meaning you-feel."
"Don't worry," Su Bai replied briefly. He didn't stop. Instead, he quickened his pace and stepped into the Rift without hesitation.
White light flashed, and the scene before him changed abruptly.
The moment Su Bai opened his eyes, he discovered that he had returned home, to that familiar three-story house. He instinctively looked back. The enormous door, over ten meters tall, had vanished, replaced by soft sunlight spilling quietly through the window and warming the entire room.
But Su Bai soon realized that this wasn't his room. It was Su Xuan's bedroom on the third floor.
His brow furrowed slightly as questions flashed through his mind.
When was this memory from?
Why was he in Su Xuan's room?
Su Bai wanted to walk around and take a look, but he found that he couldn't control his body. A few seconds later, his body began moving in a certain direction on its own.
As he walked, Su Bai realized that something was off about his