Yunwei finally calmed down.
Even so, he was still extremely embarrassed and dared not speak first.
They simply lay on each other's chest, listening to the rhythm of their heartbeats.
Isaac looked at Yun Wei's soft hair and bright red ears and couldn't help but find it funny, but he dared not actually laugh out loud.
He spoke up first, saying, "Hey, I'm telling you, how could you so easily give my sword to someone else?"
"Isaac!" Yun Wei immediately sat up and asked incredulously, "What did you just call me?"
It's understandable during the 'iteration' process, since it was the first time the two had met.
They still call him that now!
It was at this moment that he saw the smile in the other person's eyes and realized that he had been tricked.
He couldn't help but straighten his face and said seriously, "Alright, let's get down to business. Since you know about that 'hello,' you also remember what happened during the 'iteration' process?"
Isaac also sat up. "Of course, that happened to 'me'."
He emphasized the word "I".
Yun Wei immediately understood what the other party meant and fell silent.
Although Isaac no longer had to endure the torment of the curse, and his body temperature and heartbeat had returned to normal, he suddenly felt an emptiness in his heart.
Could it be that all those moments they shared together have also vanished?
He couldn't express how he felt at that moment; he just suddenly couldn't be happy anymore.
“However,” he heard the other person speak again at that moment, “after waking up, I suddenly had a lot of memories in my mind… Have I ever told you that you are my only taste of sex?”
The other person was staring intently at him, their tone unusually serious, "I still remember, I grew fangs, and gently bit back and forth on your neck—"
Yun Wei quickly interrupted him, "Yes, these are all things that 'you' have done, but... I'm sorry, I'm confused now too, I don't know if you are him or not."
As he spoke what sounded incoherent at first glance, he suddenly realized that he had been somewhat hasty.
He was worried that he might have simply traveled to a parallel universe.
Once he started thinking this way, countless paradoxes and hypotheses flashed through his mind, spreading like wildfire and burying him in an instant.
But how exactly should he verify it?
How exactly can he prove that "I" am "me" in a script world where he is constantly improving and fixing his mistakes?
"Without that, there is no self; without self, there is nothing to take... From that perspective, one cannot see; from self-knowledge, one knows..."
The "Zhuangzi" that he usually memorized very well was now playing uncontrollably in his mind, making his head feel like it was about to split open.
I have lost myself!
Yun Wei did not possess the lofty ideals of Nan Guo Zi Qi, but he was equally despondent.
But it was at this very moment that Isaac grasped his hand.
Almost instinctively, Yun Wei wanted to break free.
If this is just a parallel world, then this man before me...
It wasn't him after all.
But in that instant, he saw a fleeting look of hurt in Isaac's eyes.
He felt a sudden pang of pain in his heart, and his struggling movements stopped in mid-air. "I'm sorry, I... sigh, I don't know how to explain, the situation is just too chaotic right now."
"Heh, so what do you plan to do? Are you going to abandon me again?" Isaac tightened his jaw, but stubbornly refused to let go. "I just want to see the wound on your palm."
After saying that, he suddenly let go of her hand and said irritably, "I'm more upset than you, okay? I woke up one morning and my boyfriend suddenly felt like I wasn't myself anymore."
That's not all.
In those suddenly appearing memories, her unexpectedly tragic self and Yun Wei suffered even more hardships and setbacks.
Despite their tragic circumstances, their relationship progressed rapidly.
It made him secretly jealous.
This jealousy had no reason, yet it made him feel both bitter and astringent.
The memories were so vivid, yet they were things he had never experienced.
He also longed to be cherished like Yun Wei, to be looked at with such tenderness by Yun Wei.
The only color.
"Ha, you sure know how to talk," he cursed inwardly, his teeth itching with anger.
Yun Wei was stunned after hearing Isaac's angry words.
He then noticed that the black cloth strips were still wrapped around his palms.
He hurriedly untied it, but in his haste, he only made a mess of things. It wasn't until the strips of cloth were removed that he noticed the knife marks still on his palms.
The messy scars across his palm made the original lines unrecognizable.
He was stunned. "How did you get these scars?"
But the question was directed at Isaac, who was standing right in front of him.
The other person snorted irritably, "How should I know? When I met you, you were wearing black cloth strips wrapped around your hands."
As for whether he asked...
Isaac suddenly couldn't remember.
Yun Wei shook his head. "That's not right. Logically speaking, this scar was caused because you were under a curse, and I got it to save you. But your curse has already been lifted..."
At this point, he couldn't help but examine his own necromantic space.
The blood-red dagger, which had seemingly fainted like a salted fish, still lay there perfectly intact.
He felt increasingly puzzled.
However, he ultimately couldn't continue thinking about it.
Because he heard a rustling sound.
Even in the cramped shack where it was difficult to turn around, he could tell the other person was taking off their clothes without even looking.
Yun Wei immediately gritted his teeth, "Hey, what's wrong with you! Put your clothes on properly!"
Indeed, he didn't know what to call the other person, so he simply followed suit and said "Hey".
But the other person continued to do as they pleased, casually taking off their unbuttoned shirt, crumpling it into a ball, and throwing it into a corner.
“I was born with a birthmark on my shoulder,” the person said. “When I was a child, I was very self-conscious because this thing made me feel imperfect, and it even looked like I had been bitten by a dog.”
"But now, I finally know where it came from."
Yun Wei couldn't discern any emotion in his subsequent tone.
The other person was clearly expressing disdain, but the latter somehow detected a lingering sense of nostalgia in their words.
"You're the dog," Yun Wei retorted defiantly, finally raising his head.
The Isaac before me no longer had a pale complexion; his skin, with its healthy glow, was, if I had to describe it, like wheat...
No, it's not wheat-colored, but rather dough made from fermented wheat flour.
It is a white color with a resilient texture, and it is also coated with a light layer of sunlight due to the owner's good exercise.
Its smooth texture makes one forget to eat.
That's enough, stop!
Yun Wei shook his head vigorously, composed himself, and stared intently at the other person's shoulder.
The serrations surrounding the star are still visible.
That was a special mark he deliberately placed on the other party outside Moonflower City as a form of revenge.
Yun Wei carefully counted the star-shaped marks caused by the cross, and they were still seventeen points, exactly as he remembered them.
However, despite this, Yun Wei still asked doubtfully, "But you yourself said that this is clearly a birthmark..."
Upon hearing this, Isaac could no longer suppress the grievances in his heart.
He laughed angrily, "You're really something... Fine, then I'll do as you say, I'm not him."
"Where did my Yunwei go? Give me back my Yunwei!"
His voice was clearly not loud, but his tone was extremely suppressed.
Under Yun Wei's silent gaze, the shirtless man, like a trapped beast, had tears welling up in his eyes in despair.
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