[Zan Shen fan x double strength x king face x guidance type]
He was curled up in the corner of the mental hospital, his long silver hair hanging on the ground, and time around him was accelerating crazily.
Flowers and plants withered and bloomed at his feet, and flying insects fell to death instantly when they approached him.
The caregiver said: "Don't get close to him, he will die."
Lin Qiye walked over, squatted down, and handed the mineral water to his mouth.
The pair of silver eyes opened and his voice was hoarse: "Aren't you afraid?"
"Scared. But you're not a monster."
The night the hospital had a power outage, Lin Qiye went up to the third floor in the dark. Before he could pull out the knife, a cold hand pressed down on his wrist.
Wang Mian stood behind him barefoot, his voice trembling: "Don't go, you will die."
Lin Qiye drew his sword: "I have the sword with me, so I can't run away in vain."
There was silence for two seconds, and then there was the sound of bare feet stepping on the floor tiles.
The man who was shaking even when walking stood in front of him.
"Follow up."
A blue-purple light seeped out from the crack in the door, like the breath of a living creature.
Together they pushed open the door.
Later, Lin Qiye learned that from that moment on, they entered a fateful reincarnation that spanned tens of millions of years.
"Your life is mine, and even fate cannot take it away."
