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Han Yan stood by the roadside and watched Wei Jun's back as it slowly vanished down the path.
The man's steps were heavy. His shoulders that were usually straight now hung low as if something unseen was pressing down on them.
So much had happened today.
Han Yan rubbed his throbbing temple. He had woken up in this world with a head full of the story from his little sis, yet apart from the very beginning, nothing about it had gone the way he expected.
Could it be that the butterfly effect was really happening again? Firstly, he had stumbled into knowing about another world. Now he had learned that his new friend was from the same household as Madam Wei and that he had long since cut ties with them.
What is hidden in this story? What else can make me even more speechless than transmigrating or that there was another world in this damn story?
He shook his head. The headache was already starting.
What I would give for an iced Americano right now...
