Transmigrated?
Then perhaps I should just go with the flow?
Wait, this identity seems more complicated than that.
Did I really transmigrate?
Or did I belong here all along?
"You shouldn't have come. You shouldn't have come!" The old man gazed at Zhou Zhou, his eyes filled with an emotion that was impossible to name.
What did that expression mean? Seeing it made Zhou Zhou's heart suddenly tremble, as if the softest place in her heart had been slashed. The old man wasn't surprised at all to see someone as unfamiliar as Zhou Zhou. On the contrary, he seemed to know her.
"You shouldn't have come. Why did you come back? You should have stayed where you came from. Why did you return here? Why?" The old man gripped Zhou Zhou's hand tightly, his fingernail accidentally scraping the back of her hand. Tiny beads of blood appeared. Zhou Zhou wanted to pull away because it hurt, but she was too frightened to speak.
The old man's grip was too strong, and Zhou Zhou couldn't break free...
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
