Shen Jingqi looked at a pile of documents, which contained information about Cong Nanxue that Yang Haotian had just sent over. The materials were detailed and complex, but Shen Jingqi's gaze lingered on a specific detail for a long time.
"Cong Nanxue... is she really Li Baiyu's illusion?" Shen Jingqi murmured to himself.
His thoughts drifted back to his first deep conversation with Li Baiyu.
Shen Jingqi's fingers lightly tapped on the keyboard, and an astonishing thought suddenly flashed in his mind. "Could it be... that trace of consciousness, is it related to Cong Nanxue?"
This idea, like a bolt of lightning, pierced through the fog in Shen Jingqi's heart. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes flickering with a mix of excitement and confusion. If Cong Nanxue is Li Baiyu's illusion, and Lin Xiaocan is a sub-personality of Li Baiyu, could it be that Cong Nanxue's consciousness might, under some special circumstances, form a linkage with Lin Xiaocan?
