Ye Chen still held Zhang Yuchen tightly, walking numbly on the muddy street.
Suddenly, the body in his arms, which had already gone cold, emitted a faint light.
More and more light spots appeared, rising up like stars in the sky, and finally completely dissipated in the world.
Ye Chen's footsteps suddenly stopped.
He slowly lowered his head and looked at his empty hands, his empty eyes filled with confusion.
I have no idea what happened.
He couldn't remember anything, as if he had just experienced a big dream.
At this moment, a severe palpitation pierced his heart.
Ye Chen slowly raised his head and looked at the sky.
Those deep eyes seemed to penetrate the barriers of the mortal world and span endless time and space.
But his face was still blank.
He had no idea where the heart-wrenching feeling came from.
But an instinct from the depths of his soul was urging him to go back.
He didn't know why he should go back, nor did he know where to go back to.
Ye Chen looked up at the sky, but took a step forward and walked straight ahead.
His steps were not fast, but extremely firm, as if he was chasing something invisible.
"Hey, look at that guy, he's so weird."
"Yeah, he didn't even look at his feet when he walked, he just kept staring at the sky."
“What if it hits someone or falls into a ditch?”
"I think he's probably a psychopath. Stay away from him."
Passersby on the road looked at Ye Chen's strange behavior, cast strange glances at him, and talked in low voices.
Ye Chen turned a deaf ear to everything around him.
The only thing left in his world was the direction of the sky and the call that made him heartbroken.
He had no expression on his face, still looking up at the sky, and walked forward step by step with determination.
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