The man seemed filled with melancholy. "It seems Feng Guang really likes An Yi."
"So what if it is?"
He let out a short, soft laugh. "Feng Guang knows that I both like you and want to kill you, but do you also know that An Yi is the same kind of person as me?"
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Guang looked up and met his eyes, which were as black as obsidian under his hood, and she couldn't help but forget to react.
He lowered his eyelids and slowly said, "There are many things in life that people perceive differently, and therefore think there is no similarity between them. For example, right now, even if you see my appearance, you won't think much of it. But what if I told you that I have the same face as An Yi?"
As the last sentence fell, Feng Guang's eyes widened. The person reflected in her eyes had the exact same face as An Yi.
"As expected, you have cognitive impairment." He smiled and then leaned down to kiss the corner of her wide-open eyes, which were filled with astonishment.
“Impossible…” Feng Guang’s mind went blank. “How could this be… It’s you… You’ve turned into An Yi…”
“I don’t have that ability. As for the glory, the An Yi you’re talking about looks exactly the same as me. Whether it’s our faces or our personalities, we’re the same. The only difference is your perception.”
It's not that she can't remember faces, but once she's convinced that two people aren't the same, she subconsciously avoids making any associations with their faces unless someone tells her that they look alike, breaking her mental block. She has atypical cognitive impairment, a fact she herself is unaware of.
"No...it's still impossible. How could you be like An Yichang? There's no logic to it...unless, unless you're twins..."
“You’re wrong. I look just like him, not because we’re twins, but because he is me and I am him.” Looking at her shocked, expressionless face, he finally couldn’t bear it and raised his hand to gently stroke her soft cheek, whispering, “You need to understand one thing: the more I want to kill you, the more I love you; the more he loves you, the more he wants to kill you. We are the same, yet different.”
She gripped his sleeve tightly. "I don't understand... what do you mean?"
Her panicked and anxious appearance was extremely pitiful. He struggled to hold her in his arms, gently patting her head, and explained everything in detail, "From the day we died, our souls were split in two. I inherited the memories and the desire to kill you. He lost his memories but gained the feeling of loving you. However, Fengguang, you must understand that because he loves you, he wants to take you with him out of this world. His love for you grows stronger every day, and his desire to kill you will gradually become stronger. I exist because I want to kill you. When he has the desire to kill you, my power will be taken away little by little until I disappear in the end."
"You...you'll die..." She couldn't help but tighten her grip on his clothes, and the veins on the back of her hand bulged slightly.
"Not dead." He inhaled her sweet scent with a satisfied feeling. "See, you still care about me."
"This isn't the time to be worrying about that! You're about to die!"
"Don't worry, I won't die. I'll just be slowly absorbed by him. First, my killing intent towards you, then my past memories, and finally we'll become a complete version of ourselves."
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