She moved her body, wanting to sit up, but found a resistance coming from her right hand.
Mu Yiliang was stunned and turned her head to see Yan Sijue lying beside her, his eyes tightly closed, his brows slightly furrowed, yet his hand consciously gripping hers tightly.
A sour feeling surged in Mu Yiliang’s heart.
She fainted again, he must be worried and blaming himself...
Rembering the hatred and murderous intent that suddenly arose in her heart before she fainted, she felt guilty and sowhat panicked.
She carefully sat up, not wanting to wake him, but as she moved, the man woke up.
He opened his eyes.
"Si Jue, I’m fine now," she whispered, "Just sleep a little longer, I’m okay."
The man did not speak, a trace of confusion even flashed in his eyes, gradually, as if recalling sothing, his face turned gloomy.
Mu Yiliang finally realized sothing was wrong and tentatively called, "Si Jue, what’s wrong?"
The man got up, wrapped his arm around her waist, his dark eyes tightly staring at her, almost greedily examining her, as if afraid she might disappear.
Mu Yiliang was terrified by his gaze.
Suddenly, the man laughed lowly and forcefully pulled her into his embrace!
"You’re still alive..." his voice sounded extrely hoarse.
He hadn’t expected that as soon as his consciousness reclaid his body and opened his eyes, he would imdiately see her.
That day, he couldn’t find her anywhere on the small island, and that kind of panic and despair seed to linger in his consciousness, so seeing her lying beside him, he almost thought he was dreaming.
"Of course I’m alive..." Mu Yiliang felt increasingly bewildered.
Yan Sijue offered no explanation, simply kissed her cheek, then her nose, forehead, lips... as if confirming her warmth this way.
Yes, she was indeed still alive.
The man closed his eyes, sorted through his mories, and laughed hoarsely.
Hypnosis...
So that’s it. No wonder she now frequently harbors thoughts of killing him.
No wonder the other self chose to sleep, he must have thought he could better complete this plan.
Indeed, that’s true. Now, he more easily incites her hatred toward him, allowing her to be freed sooner.
Yan Sijue chuckled softly, a mixture of understanding and a hint of self-mockery.
Mu Yiliang felt a chill down her spine. This Yan Sijue felt off... not just his behavior, but also the feeling he gave her...
She frowned, a sudden flash of insight in her mind!
"Si Jue, is it... you?" her tone hesitant and shocked.
The other him had returned!
Yan Sijue curled his lips into a smile and laughed: "Yes, it’s ."
Mu Yiliang sat there dumbfounded, unable to recover for a long ti.
"Are you very disappointed?" His gaze darkened, biting her lip forcefully, his tone dominating, "Even if you are, it’s useless, because I’ve co back!"
"I... I’m not." Mu Yiliang instinctively denied.
It wasn’t quite disappointnt, more like shock and confusion. If she consciously wanted to recall sothing, it wasn’t easy. Now that the domineering and suspicious Yan Sijue had returned, she wasn’t sure how to interact with him.
It seed they had many argunts before?
Perhaps her hatred was directed at this version of him?
However, even if it was this Yan Sijue, he still chose to stay behind at the last mont, to die with her...
Mu Yiliang painfully held her head!
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