Looking at the reports on her phone about their past and present lives, Shen Ning fell silent. She had never felt so despondent. Remembering the reconstructed face of the female tomb occupant on her phone, she touched her own face. How could she possibly be that woman's reincarnation? Besides, she loved Shen Chen. How could she be the male tomb occupant? Even if she were, she could count on her fingers the times she had met people in this life who looked like the male tomb occupant. She shook her head. Even if their past and present lives were real, she still had to...
