Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
Yin Zhao-an quickly calmed her mind and observed everything from a spectator's perspective.
The forensic doctor had already taken the corpse away. Yin Changcheng, holding Wang Zhen in grief and anger, left while "Yin Zhao-an" remained alone, standing in the same spot, lost in thought.
For some reason, even though Yin Zhao-an clearly saw "Yin Zhao-an" mired in sadness, she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.
Soon, the scene began to change. A white light flashed, and when Yin Zhao-an opened her eyes again, she found herself in the living room of a small apartment.
Appearing in this familiar place filled Yin Zhao-an with excitement.
Have I come out of the dream? Yin Zhao-an wondered.
Yin Zhao-an happily ran toward Tang Yu's studio and raised her hand to open the door, but…her body passed through the door and entered the room.
The room's furnishings were completely different from what Yin Zhao-an remembered. She lived in the same room as Tang Yu in their small apartment, but this "studio" looked like an ordinary bedroom.
Currently, Tang Yu was lying on the bed muttering something, looking very cute. Even though Yin Zhao-an knew that this might not be the real Tang Yu, she couldn't help but develop a strong affection for her, as if her loved one was right before her.
Yin Zhao-an sat next to Tang Yu on the bed, but although she was sitting, the bedding didn't sink at all. Meanwhile, Tang Yu was reading a script with her head lowered.
At one point, Tang Yu quietly muttered a complaint to herself, and Yin Zhao-an couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke her hair whenever she saw this adorable sight. Unexpectedly, this simple action caused Tang Yu to freeze and stare blankly in her direction.
Yin Zhao-an quickly withdrew her hand and swiftly moved away when she saw a reaction from Tang Yu. Then, she promptly hid in the corner without making a sound.
Can Tang Yu see me? Yin Zhao-an wondered.
But Tang Yu only scratched her head in confusion, staring intently at the empty space in front of her, unable to see
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