"Just as I told you, the world of the Abyss-Sea is this hopeless."
"But you are destined to follow the original plan, have all your memories erased, and return there. This is your fate."
A spoonful of rice drenched in rich gravy was guided into Gao Zhiming's mouth. The hand holding the spoon, pale and smooth as jade, belonged to Anna.
She was no longer hiding anything, and she began to explain the entire story to her nine-year-old husband, detailing the cause and effect of it all.
"Sis, does that mean I won't remember you anymore?"
Lying in his hospital bed, Gao Zhiming clutched the blanket covering him, his eyes filled with worry.
"No. Only if you go down there will you meet me again, at most eight years from now. And only then can I be created by Divait's Special Ability."
"Otherwise, I will cease to exist. Our daughter, Shanshan, will cease to exist as well."
Hearing that his future self would meet his sister again, Gao Zhiming finally relaxed.
