Who am I? Where am I?
I think I'm already dead?
Crouching on the toad's head, Ouyang looked around in confusion, unable for the moment to remember what exactly he wanted to do here.
Now that Ouyang had his own Yellow Springs Road, his memories of having lived in this world began to fade.
All that remained were scattered memories of his previous life in that world of bustling traffic.
Yet Ouyang could not for the life of him remember his own name.
He only remembered that he seemed to have died in a fire.
Racking his brains, Ouyang scratched his head, only to discover that he was tied together with a youth who looked remarkably like him.
"Hey, now that's something. Could this kid be my little brother? Did I have a twin brother in my last life?" Ouyang looked at Oye in astonishment, his eyes filled with incredulous curiosity.
"Who are you? Who am I? What is this place? Are you my little brother?" Oye looked around in confusion before finally resting his gaze on the figure in blue-green robes before him, whose face resembled his own.
Seeing the clear-eyed stupidity in Oye's eyes, Ouyang said with a solemn expression, "Oh, my foolish Little Brother, I'm your dear big brother whom you might never have met and have forgotten!"
"Dear big brother? You're my brother? Then, Big Brother, where are we?" Gone was Oye's earlier cocky coolness. Instead, he reached out and clutched the hem of Ouyang's robe, asking with some fear.
When Oye took hold of Ouyang's robe, the sense of security that rose from the bottom of his heart convinced him that the Ouyang before him was undoubtedly his older brother!
*How am I supposed to tell this biological little brother I don't recognize that we