For a long time, not the slightest sound came again.
For a moment, the entire stairwell was terrifyingly quiet.
Wen Yanyu's gaze shifted. He stood up and was just about to go downstairs to check.
Voices came from the stairwell again.
Wen Yanyu listened carefully.
It was Fu Hanchuan's voice.
The hostility of their earlier confrontation was gone. Instead, his voice was a breathy rasp, almost breaking.
Wen Yanyu's heart jolted.
What happened?
Cold moonlight fell at the end of the corridor.
[In reincarnation, I burned through more than forty years. The remaining thirty years are in Yanyan, and another three-plus years are in you.] Fu Zhiyan looked calm. [I have twenty-one days left.]
[After twenty-one days, in this world... in any world, I will no longer exist. You won't have to worry about me competing with you for your place anymore.]
The thunderclap that signaled the truth fell together with the rain outside.
The emotions in Fu Hanchuan's eyes trembled violently. He froze on the spot, his breathing cutting off at that moment, as though time itself had stopped.
The anger in his eyes slowly congealed, then dissipated, replaced by immense shock, confusion, and helplessness.
His earlier fury and bewilderment were instantly doused with cold water.
They no longer had the strength to rise.
He did not know whether it was the fact that they were the same person or the sudden discovery that he had only three years left to live.
Which had dealt the greater blow?
Fu Zhiyan unhurriedly explained their current situation.
Fu Hanchuan's expression remained blank for a long while.
[I know it's difficult to accept that you only have three years left to live, but it's the truth. Your body should already be showing abnormalities. Those things were originally in me, but because I'm