Mo Zipei opened his eyes and returned to a familiar campus.
He is 29 years old and is about to stand up, but he clearly understands that this school is not his high school. It was smaller, older, cramped and dirty. He didn't know the high school students coming and going, but he could tell that none of them were students who focused on studying. Men and women spend time together as if they were playing Lianliankan. What's more, men and women are intimate with each other without any taboo. There was a strange smell of smoke mixed with the greasy smell of the canteen, making it suffocating.
A voice told him that this was not the real world. This was a memory that did not belong to anyone. Insiders called it——
Haze.
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