"This is..."
Mo Ling wandered the streets for quite a while, following the direction in which the crowds were gathering, and somehow arrived at a plaza. The moment he entered it, he felt a sense of familiarity.
The outlines of the surrounding buildings faintly echoed in his memories, and the most magnificent building in the distance overlapped with the image in his mind.
Aside from differences in color and certain details, that building was exactly the same as the one in his memories.
"Dawn City Library."
Mo Ling softly spoke the building's name.
"Have I really been here before?"
As the memories in his mind continued to intertwine and overlap with the reality before his eyes, and the sense of familiarity grew stronger and stronger, Mo Ling once again began to doubt his own memories.
"Why had I come here in the first place?"
He was clearly someone from another world, so why did he have memories of Dawn City Library? And those memories were so vivid, as if he had personally walked into the library. He could vaguely recall its interior decorations, recall the passersby he had met inside. Everything felt so familiar...
Mo Ling dazedly walked toward the building. The crowds passing around him took on the forms they had in his memories, and the metal-covered buildings gradually regained their colors. It was as though he had stepped into his memories, into a long-forgotten past.
"Dawn City Library."
When the metal-engraved sign entered Mo Ling's view, he seemed to see his past self standing before the library in confusion. Back then, he seemed just as puzzled, but the confusion he felt now was completely different from that of the past.
"Why had I come here back then?"
The two equally bewildered figures overlapped. His self in memory and