A middle-aged woman with a kind face and tears at the corners of her eyes suddenly covered her mouth, crying with joy.
"Bro! How are you feeling? Doctor! Doctor! He’s awake!"
A lively girl who looked about fifteen or sixteen, with a ponytail, jumped up excitedly, rushing out of the ward to call for help.
As Lynn’s gaze passed over her face, his heart inexplicably quivered slightly—this girl’s brows and eyes were exactly the sa as his sister Eleanor from the otherworld.
A doctor in a lab coat soon arrived, carefully checking his pupils, heartbeat, and various indicators, finally nodding reassuringly to the family: "Vital signs are basically stable, it’s truly fortunate."
"Lynn, do you rember what happened? You were in a car accident on your way ho from school, hit by a speeding truck, and you’ve been in a coma for six months."
Upon hearing this, his sister, eyes a bit tearful, interjected: "To be precise, it’s been two hundred and six days."
Car accident? Coma?
Lynn instinctively furrowed his brows.
It seed like there were two layers of mories violently clashing in his mind.
One was an incredibly vivid, unforgettable, billion-year-long cycle filled with countless deaths and despair; the other was blurry yet naturally ca to him, belonging to an ordinary high school student nad Lynn: school, exams, friends, family...
Could that grand, painful journey in the otherworld really just be a long and strange dream woven by the brain during the coma?
Is it a subconscious projection from reality, influenced by gas and novels?
Everything that happened before was fake, there’s no such thing as a Lynn commanding the winds and rains in the otherworld, just a high school student who had a dream before dying in a car accident.
The huge sense of absurdity and disconnection plunged him into silence, his face appearing sowhat pale.
"Alright, don’t think too much right after waking up, you still need rest."
The doctor gently instructed, and the family quickly expressed their gratitude.
At this mont, the door to the ward opened gently. A timid figure peeked in, and upon seeing the awakened Lynn, those clear bright eyes instantly filled with tears.
"Lynn senpai..."
The girl’s voice carried a hint of sob.
She held a bouquet of fresh sunflowers, quickly walked to the bedside, blushing slightly, greeting Lynn’s parents sowhat shyly: "Hello, Uncle, Auntie."
Lynn stared at her in shock. The girl wore the sa school uniform as his sister Eleanor, with a petite figure and a delicate appearance like a doll.
Especially those deer-like pure yet slightly timid eyes...
The girl who, in the otherworld as the Holy Maiden of the Silent Church, betrayed the Bright Moon Goddess for him, looked exactly like the girl before him!
"...Tiya?"
He almost blurted out, his voice sounding a bit hoarse, perhaps because he hadn’t spoken for a long ti.
A trace of confusion fleetingly crossed the girl’s face, soon turning into a sweet smile: "Did senpai forget because you’ve been in a coma too long? I’m Su Wan, a grade below you, and at school... you often looked after ."
As she spoke, she slightly lowered her head, her ears blushing as well, it seed the care she ntioned wasn’t just as simple as the literal aning.
Real mories erged tily: Su Wan, first-year junior, shy introverted personality, yet always boldly approached him, the whole school knowing she liked him.
His mother explained with a smile on the side: "Since you’ve been in a coma, Xiao Wan has been coming almost every day to see you, worried terribly."
Lynn suppressed the turbulent waves in his heart, barely smiling: "Thank you, Su Wan."
Just then, another cool and alluring female voice ca from the ward’s entrance.
Everyone looked over to see an outstandingly graceful and tall girl standing there.
Even though it was the sa school uniform, she wore it like an elegant uniform, with smooth long hair draped over her shoulders, eyes calm and wise, with an undeniable authority.
She carried a fruit basket, her posture elegant and composed.
"Yutang is here."
Upon seeing her, Lynn’s mother said, rising.
Li Yutang walked in, placed the fruit basket on the bedside table, looked at Lynn, nodding slightly: "I heard you woke up, I’m here on behalf of the student council. You should focus on resting, don’t worry about the classes you missed, I’ve arranged for notes to be organized for you, and you can always co to if you have any questions."
Though her tone was formal, when her clear sharp eyes glanced at Lynn, a barely detectable gentleness flickered at the bottom.
Hillena!
Lynn’s heart skipped a beat; the student council president looked exactly the sa as the Great Imperial Princess Hillena of the Saint Laurent Empire!
"Thank you for your concern, senpai."
Lynn’s voice was sowhat dry.
Student council president—reality’s na is Li Yutang, exchanged a few more words, then excused herself on the grounds of not disturbing his rest.
Before leaving, her gaze briefly swept between him and Su Wan.
Su Wan seed even more nervous and restrained after Li Yutang’s arrival, softly said "Senpai, take good rest" and hurried away.
Then, two boys with their arms around each other, wearing basketball jerseys, charged into the ward, filling the room with their loud voices.
"Wow! Lynn, you finally woke up! Pretending to be dead for so long, huh?" exclaid a rosy-skinned, enthusiastic boy, playfully punching his shoulder.
This ti it must be Glaya, that boy?
Lynn’s heart was filled with indescribable bitterness.
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