The heat dissipates at the fingertips.
I felt myself falling, and the feeling of weightlessness seemed to tear my whole body apart. The sound of wind filled my ears, I heard myself screaming, heard someone laughing, and heard the sound of bones breaking.
Pain.
The overwhelming pain.
Then, there was nothing.
"Jiang Nian!"
Someone is calling my name.
I opened my eyes suddenly, and my chest heaved violently, as if I had just been fished out of the water. In front of him was an unfamiliar ceiling. The crystal chandelier refracted the light and broke into countless dazzling dots.
I was stunned for three whole seconds.
This... Is Gu Chen's villa.
I looked down at my hands, which were white and clean, with the fingertips trembling slightly. No wounds, no blood. I touched the back of my head. It was intact—not broken.
Am I not dead?
