A distant, transient sigh cut through a world of infinite gray:

“To think that the truth of everything… would hurt you so.”

Yun Che’s consciousness was falling and falling in the gray world. It felt like he would never reach the bottom.

“It’s… you.”

The distant voice of a woman gradually became familiar to him.

This wasn’t the first time he had heard her voice, but his memories vanished every time he left this strange soul world. He would only ...