I get stronger by sunbathing, just like Superman.

But he had no face.

But the key point is the scene depicted in this painting.

It really happened.

When he destroyed the base where Anko was being held, he also rescued Elena from inside.

This is what happened on the way he took her to seek refuge.

But how could she possibly remember?

I looked up at Elena on the bed; she was still asleep.

So he continued to look through the sketchbook.

The following content includes some casual sketches of landscapes, flowers, birds, and people.

But most of them are scenes of a man and a woman together, which actually happened in another timeline.

Just like the first one, the male protagonist never has a face.

Looking at the picture book,

Lei Ming fell into deep thought.

Logically speaking, Elena shouldn't remember these things.

Long before the timeline was reset, he had 'death' erase all her memories of him, and after the timeline was reset, the two never crossed paths again.

But what about these paintings that clearly existed before the two met?

Clark retained his memories because he was the Chosen One, not an ordinary person.

Lucifer and Morpheus retained their memories because they were in another dimension.

But Elena? She was an ordinary person, at most an ordinary person blessed by 'death'.

Why was she doing this?

Is it a flashback of memories from a past life that has been awakened?

Or is it some mysterious cause-and-effect connection or some kind of predestined relationship?

Judging from the content of the painting, Elena probably doesn't retain many memories, otherwise the male protagonist wouldn't be faceless, and she wouldn't fail to recognize herself.

But this already illustrates a point.

If she could retain some memories from the other timeline.

What about Max and the others?

What about an encore?

Lei Ming felt a little irritated.

It seems that people I've always been connected with are inexplicably drawn into some kind of vortex, even if I completely sever ties with them.

Yet they become entangled in some way; many things seem unrelated, but are actually closely connected.

After pondering for a long time, he still couldn't come up with an answer.

Lei Ming put the sketchbook back in the drawer, then got up to go back to his room.

But as soon as he took a step, he froze.

Because his hand was being held.

Then,

A slender, tight arm climbed onto his shoulder, and then an irresistible force pulled him violently down onto the bed.

tonight,

...

It feels so good!

The whereabouts of Chapter 140

The first ray of sunlight in the morning,

The light shone into the room.

When Elena woke up, she found herself lying on a man's chest.

Her eyes gradually widened.

Then, my gaze moved upwards, and Lei Ming's face came into view.

A faint smile still lingered on her face.

"Morning."

The greeting sent a shiver down Elena's spine. She sat up abruptly, only to realize she was completely naked when she looked down.

She gasped, grabbed a pillow and covered her face with it, then stared at him in terror.

"You... how did you end up in my bed!?"

What did you do to me?!

"What about you?"

Lei Ming chuckled, "It was clearly you who went crazy last night, dragging me to bed and not letting me leave."

"How could this be! I clearly..."

Elena immediately wanted to retort, but then stopped herself.

Because a series of images suddenly flashed through her mind, she instantly recalled everything that had happened last night…

It seems that she really did take the initiative.

Recalling her wild behavior the night before, Elena's face gradually turned red, and she couldn't help but cover her forehead and sigh repeatedly...

But soon, she was drawn to the changes in her own body.

I feel like...

You've grown taller?!

She looked sharply toward the bedroom door, but all that remained was the doorframe. She could even see the shattered remains of the door panel on the living room floor outside.

And the broken floor, and the mess inside the house.

"What...what happened to me?"

She muttered to herself, then quickly tore off the bed sheet and wrapped it around herself. She then got out of bed and went to the full-length mirror in the wardrobe.

When she saw what she looked like, she couldn't help but cover her mouth, almost screaming out loud.

"How did I become like this!?"

She turned her head again to look at Lei Ming on the bed, as if she wanted to get an answer from him.

Lei Ming shrugged, feigning ignorance, "I don't know either, but it seems..."

You seem to have mutated.

"Mutations?"

Elena looked very surprised, her face full of disbelief.

"certainly…"

Lei Ming looked certain, and at the same time turned his head and nudged one side of the headboard with his chin.

"Otherwise, how would you explain this?"

Elena followed his gaze.

Then I saw a deformed metal railing at the head of the bed.

She walked over in a daze, her gaze fixed on the metal railing that was clearly twisted and warped by someone's hands.

"Did I... make this?"

She stroked the railing, then placed her hand on the indentation to compare it.

Perfect fit.

Lei Ming, who was standing nearby, spoke up at the opportune moment: "What's wrong? Don't you like how you look now?"

Elena shook her head instinctively.

"No... I like it very much, but,"

But it all happened so suddenly, I didn't do anything...

is it you?

Did you do this?

She stared at Lei Ming, as if she had realized something.