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In the light of the fire, sparks flickered in the man's eyes, reflecting Luo Yao's appearance.

Luo Yao looked at the small light bug on his right index finger, hesitated for a moment, and reached out to hold the man's hand.

After the princess and the prince left, the assassin guards, who were restricted by their status, crowded up one after another, talking in unison about what they had just seen and heard on the moon ship.

It was their first time flying so high, and the moon on a lunar boat was on par with the moon. This was something they could brag about for the rest of their lives, and it could even be passed down through the generations. Now, if they were to really do it, a group of people could brag for three days and three nights...

Bei Zhenting pulled Luo Yao to a quiet meadow, startling many fireflies along the way. The cold moonlight shone on the meadow, making it sparkle. Everything was so beautiful that it didn't seem real.

Luo Yao recalled the scene when he went back to his hometown with his parents one summer.

He was still young at that time and his younger brother had not been born yet. His parents were busy with work, so they sent him back to his hometown to spend the summer vacation with his grandfather.

It was the same kind of night back in the country. Dad, Mom, and Grandpa were all there. After dinner, he played in the small garden in the backyard. There were so many fireflies on the lawn, twinkling like stars in the sky...

This kind of scenery... He had seen it many times during the years he lived in the countryside. His brother had seen it with her, he had seen it with his girlfriend, and he had seen it with that man...

Thinking about it now, my memory of watching it with others is vague, and I can no longer remember the opportunity...

It’s better not to think about it… He has always been accompanied by his family members to watch the movie, his grandfather, parents, and younger brother. This is the first time that someone has watched the movie with him.

A small firefly flapped its wings and landed on the fingertip of Bei Zhenting's outstretched right hand.

Luo Yao tilted his head and looked at Bei Zhenting's profile. The moonlight was bright, and Bei Zhenting's profile was firm and clear.

This is a very powerful man, he is the king of this world...

If necessary, this man could even be the master of this world... Luo Yao had no doubt about it.

A strong person can bring a sense of security to those around him. He is reliable... but also distant...

Luo Yao lowered his head... This person will eventually...

A big hand touched his head, stopping his wandering thoughts.

Bei Zhenting pulled his hand and put something in it.

There was a small bug crawling in the palm of his hand. Luo Yao opened his hand in fear and a glowing firefly flew out of his palm.

Bei Zhenting looked at him amusedly, "When you were a kid, you were most afraid of bugs!"

Fireflies are beautiful to look at, but there is no need to touch them. All insects are scary.

The childhood Bei Zhenting mentioned? A memory surfaced in Luo Yao's mind.

On a moonlit night, he followed an older brother to play in a very large garden. There were rare flowers and plants in the garden, and there were many fireflies. It was already very late, and the older brother urged him to go back to bed, but he cried for those little glowing lights.

He cried so hard that the older brother had no choice but to say irritably, "Catch him."

After catching a whole cage of fireflies, the older brother took him back to a magnificent palace.

His room was not very big, nor was it particularly luxurious, but the utensils were very exquisite.

His older brother placed a cage of fireflies he had caught for him by his bed. In the middle of the night, he was bitten by the insects and slept very restlessly. When daybreak came, he found his bed was full of insects...

The image that naturally emerged in his mind... was the memory of ancient Luo Yao. Why could he feel the fear he felt at that time... Luo Yao frowned.

Bei Zhenting...

Luo Yao looked at Bei Zhenting, and Bei Zhenting said that he was most afraid of insects when he was a child.

He was indeed afraid of insects...but Bei Zhenting was talking about the ancient Luo Yao...

Was Bei Zhenting speaking to the ancient Luo Yao? He...

Luo Yao felt a sharp pain in his head and was dizzy, and he almost fell down.

"What's wrong?" Bei Zhenting supported him.

Luo Yaoyin's gloom disappeared, he rubbed his temples and waved his hands, "I'm fine, Your Highness, it's late, it's time to go back to bed."

Luo Yao said this and turned to leave. Bei Zhenting was stunned for a moment as he looked at his back.

The two entered the camp one after the other. The camp was simple and there was no specific place to sleep.

Bei Zhenting entered the camp and gave his subordinates some instructions about attacking the Moon Tower before preparing to find a place to sleep.

Luo Yao was not seen among the group of guards and assassins sleeping on the ground. Bei Zhenting grabbed Li Qingyun and asked him before he found Luo Yao. Luo Yao slept in a low cave with a large entrance blocked by a mountain. Grass and blankets were spread on the ground, and Luo Yao was curled up sleeping inside.

Bei Zhenting went over and lay down. Knowing that Luo Yao was not asleep yet, he subconsciously reached out to pull him into his arms. As soon as his hand touched the man's waist, the man suddenly shrank back as if in a stress reaction.

What’s going on… Bei Zhenting sat up and looked at Luo Yao.

Luo Yao closed his eyes and curled up motionlessly, as if he was asleep.

Bei Zhenting looked at Luo Yao in confusion for a long time, then lay back and pulled him into his arms. This time he encountered no resistance.

It feels so uncomfortable... My hands and feet are cold, my heart is beating very slowly and heavily, and breathing has become difficult. Luo Yao opened his mouth to exhale, trying his best to look normal.

A lot of chaotic images emerged in my mind, bits and pieces of Bei Zhenting, as well as some strange yet familiar memories from long ago, memories of Luo Yao's childhood in ancient times...

The more he thought about it, the more his head hurt, as if ants were gnawing at his brain, and cold sweat broke out on Luo Yao's forehead.

Does he have two souls in his body? If it's just the original owner's memories, why can he feel the emotions of that time...

The memory of ancient Luo Yao became clearer, but his own memory became more and more vague. Except for his relatives, the faces of many people in the 21st century became blurred.

He couldn't even remember the appearance of the terrifying man that was etched in his mind. The fear was still there, but he couldn't recall the man's face no matter how hard he tried...

Did I travel through time? Did I really travel through time?

The sense of belonging of consciousness became weird... Luo Yao's self-consciousness seemed to be lost.

It feels so uncomfortable... Luo Yao hugged his head.

The surroundings were blank, with scattered memory fragments everywhere. Two completely different memories were mixed together, and the timeline was fragmented.

This is not my memory!

Luo Yao ran barefoot in the void—

All the chaotic memories rushed towards him, and the broken edges pierced into his body...

Get out of here! This isn’t my memory! This isn’t my memory! Luo Yao fell to his knees, clutching his head in agony.

No... don't come in... this is not me!

Luo Yao looked at his increasingly solid hands. The images that emerged in his mind were clearly not his memories, but the emotions were truly terrifying.

Because his grandfather, parents and children were all in the battlefield, the child lived alone in the palace...

Grandpa, Dad, and Mom will be back during the Chinese New Year...

Spring is over...

Summer is over...

Autumn is over...

It’s covered with snow…

One by one, red lanterns lit up, and the child stood at the gate of the mansion, looking at the empty streets...

The loneliness and fear of being abandoned by my parents... the emotions that felt like a thousand insects gnawing at my bones penetrated my mind, making it feel like it was exploding, and tears kept flowing...

Luo Yao kept wiping away tears. His emotions were real, and his tears were scalding hot...

But his consciousness felt that this was not his memory...

don't want……

It’s not me… It’s not me…

who I am? !

"No!" Don't enter my head! Luo Yao opened his eyes crying.

There were a lot of people around him, including Bei Zhenting, Dr. Ye, Li Er, Li Qingyun, and many people from the Yuan family.

"Awake?" Ye Qing touched Luo Yao's forehead and took his pulse.

Luo Yao knew Ye Qing. Perhaps because Ye Qing looked exactly like his psychiatrist, Luo Yao's memory of Ye Qing was not vague.

"How do you feel?" Ye Qing's voice had a strange power to soothe people.

"Doctor...nightmare...I had a nightmare."