Shen Muzhou's eyes became completely clear, no longer carrying the previous confusion, struggle, or haze. He sat up swiftly from the bed, then got up and pulled Jiang Jiamian tightly into his arms.
"I am Shen Muzhou… and also Qi Yan."
His voice was steady, yet filled with emotion. It felt as though he hadn't seen Jiang Jiamian for a very long time. He held him tightly, his deep voice trembling faintly. "Jiamian… it's been a long time. A really long time."
Jiang Jiamian: "…"
Jiang Jiamian hesitated for a moment, then tilted his head slightly to look at him. "Are you Shen Muzhou or Qi Yan? What do you mean by both? Do you have Qi Yan's complete memories?"
Everything about the man in front of him, his tone, voice, mannerisms, was still Shen Muzhou.
But that 'long time'… Shen Muzhou himself hadn't been separated from him for long.
So that feeling could only belong to Qi Yan.
