While my body was still falling, I lost consciousness.
Then, here I am.
I looked down at the clothes I was wearing, a cyan gown with lots of patches, and the cuffs were worn white. The fingers are also much thinner than in memory, and the way I hold the pen is stiff, as if I have never done this kind of work before.
"Heshen, why are you in a daze? Have you finished copying the account books I asked you to copy?"
A high-pitched voice came down from the top of my head. I looked up and saw a greasy face with triangular eyes. The mole on my chin was particularly conspicuous. There were two black hairs growing on the mole.
I was stunned for a moment.
