The scenes flashing through Qin Zhizhi's mind finally faded away like the receding tide, leaving behind only a faint sense of inexplicable familiarity. Looking at the terrified Lin Wan and Qin Jiaojiao, the corners of her lips curved into a cold arc.
"Zhizhi, are you okay?" Yin Sichen asked anxiously, holding her hand, his deep eyes filled with concern.
Qin Zhizhi squeezed his hand back, giving him a reassuring look. "I'm fine, just remembered some things." She did not elaborate on those visions—those ancient and mysterious memories; she needed time to sort them out slowly.
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