He didn't remember the events in the county town, nor what happened afterward, everything became blurry.
"Who am I?"
A voice echoed in his mind, but he couldn't answer.
Because he had already forgotten himself.
"I am me, but am I really me?"
Qin An fell into deep thought.
The more he thought about it, the more confused and puzzled he became.
Just when Qin An almost forgot where he was, suddenly, a sound rang out.
It was the sound of an alarm clock, and it resounded in Qin An's past life.
Qin An opened his eyes and saw the familiar room.
Outside, the sun was shining, birds chirped, and flowers bloomed.
Amid the hustle and bustle of the traffic, a scene of harmony and peace appeared before his eyes.
Qin An was momentarily stunned, then reacted and smiled.
"My past life saved my life."
Qin An murmured to himself.
"It turns out that the method of attack of the nightmare also has its limitations, hahaha!"
He laughed out loud, his heart full of joy.
