Where is this?
Hua Changle looked around blankly.
The surroundings were shrouded in mist.
It seemed as if a distorted black shadow was emanating from the thick fog, emitting a noisy yet indistinct low sound that was difficult to discern.
But upon closer inspection, it seemed as if there was nothing at all in the thick fog.
Hua Changle suddenly realized that his mind was completely blank:
Why am I here?
She instinctively took a step forward, but as soon as she did, a mirror rose up from beneath her feet, blocking her path.
A figure was reflected in the mirror.
Confused, pale, fragile, lonely
—It's her.
Out of the corner of her eye, she suddenly noticed another mirror, and in the mirror was a strange woman.
Sober, detached, strong, reliable
—Ye Buqi.
"Ye...doesn't cry?"
Hua Changle was suddenly startled; her hand, which was touching the mirror, froze abruptly. She was horrified to discover a fact:
"who I am?"
"I think I've forgotten... who I am..."
Her mind suddenly went blank, countless faces—some she couldn't make out, others she could make out but couldn't name—rushed into her head, making her feel like it was about to explode.
Suddenly, countless mirrors appeared all around, and everyone in the mirror looked different!
Ye Buqi, Hua Anning, Hua Xiange, Kulaiyi, Zhou Liang...
She felt as if a stone was pressing on her heart, making it hard to breathe. Countless faces flashed before her eyes like a revolving lantern, like an absurd stage play.
She staggered backward, instinctively trying to escape, but her back bumped into a warm chest.
A laughing voice sounded from above: "Little madman, you know how to be afraid? Hmm?"
"……who?"
She asked it instinctively.
The voice was trembling.
"Huh? You little ingrate! You've even forgotten me? I am..."
She was clearly trying hard to listen, but the voice behind her was getting softer and softer, and harder and harder to hear.
"Who are you?"
Tell me who you are!
"..."
No one answered; the temperature disappeared.
She clutched her chest and tears streamed down her face.
She didn't need to turn around to know that the person behind her was gone.
But who is he?
Who is she?
"Chang Le".
It was another familiar voice.
She turned her head blankly and saw a Buddhist monk walking on light in the darkness. He was dressed in white, holding prayer beads, and his eyes were smiling.
"Are you feeling unwell?" He stepped forward and gently stroked her forehead.
Hua Changle squinted comfortably: "So comfortable... Hmm, my name is Changle?"
He gently rubbed it: "Yes, didn't you already know that?"
Do I know?
He turned her around, and a mirror appeared in front of her.
He said, "Look again carefully, who are you?"
She leaned closer to look, and in the mirror, like popcorn, a white dot popped out and revealed a fluffy white rabbit!
The art style suddenly became cute!
The big rabbit let out a "woof" and pounced over, yelling in a loud voice, "Hua Changle! Get up!"
What are you doing?! How can you just go on strike like that?! This system is not going to allow that! Don't even think about slacking off!
A smile gradually bloomed on Hua Changle's lips.
"Oh right, my name is 'Hua Chang Le'."
"Bunny, come here."
She reached out her hand, and the proud bunny jumped onto her hand.
"Rabbit, let's go home."
Dizziness and fatigue replaced the emptiness and unease.
She settled down, though the pain felt more real.
She trembled her eyelids and slowly opened them. The bright light shone in, stinging her eyes, but she couldn't bear to close them.
Hua Changle was suddenly speechless: "...Rabbit, why does this plot suddenly feel a little familiar?"
[Dear host, you have successfully crossed dimensions and become a lucky transmigrator!]
Does this feel more familiar?
Congratulations, you've had another brush with death!
I hereby bestow upon you the title of "Invincible"! A tribute to your miraculous feat of appearing before the King of Hell!
Hua Changle silently gave him an international friendship gesture.
She strained to open her eyes wide, and suddenly a furry white silhouette appeared in her field of vision.
"Woof!"
An excited bark from a dog filled her field of vision, and a round, white head came into view.
Is this... a big dog?
Hua Changle stared, completely mesmerized.
Okay, nice and gentle petting!
And those jelly-like ears look so bouncy and cute!
"Dabai, don't scare Changle!" A very soft and gentle voice sounded next to the dog.
A rosy, round face peeked out from beside the big white dog.
"Chang Le, you're finally awake!"
This girl has a naturally delicate voice, and she speaks as if she's being coquettish.
Hua Changle was completely bewildered; her memory was still stuck on when she called out to Ye Buqi: "Excuse me, who are you?"
Because she was unconscious and hadn't spoken for a long time, her voice was a little hoarse.
The round-faced girl beamed with a bright smile: "Chang Le! I'm Little White Flower!"
Hua Changle: "..."
Your silence is deafening.
Hua Changle looked bewildered: Who was this genius who came up with this name?
This name would be absolutely phenomenal in any novel!
Little White Flower patted the big white dog's head again: "This is Big White!"
Hua Changle: If you two weren't different species, I'd probably ask if you're related.
The dog is called Big White, the person is called Little White... Flower?
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