Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Tan Jiao hung her head low at first before jolting her head up and staring at me. “What did you say?”
“I said I’ve been seeking the truth, but I’ve not made any progress.”
She continued to fix her gaze on me intently while letting out a somewhat mocking chuckle. “You said a year has passed? How can that be? Hasn’t it only been a few weeks?”
The room fell into a silence that seemed almost tangible once again. Flashes of terror surfaced in her eyes. I raised my head once more, taking a glance at the calendar hanging on the wall. I saw the written date there. For a split second, I felt somewhat perplexed as well. What’s going on? However, I kept my cool and said, “Tan Jiao, the day we went on the cruise was the 23rd of June, 2016. The date today is the 18th of July 2017. It has been one year and three weeks.”
I could not describe the expression she had at that moment; her face was deathly pale, while her previously lively eyes looked like they had sunk into a dark swamp. Her gaze followed mine; she stared vacantly at the calendar before pulling out her phone from her bag to check the time. Realizing the passage of time, she became astonished and awed as if she had just woken up from a dream. She bit down on her lip harder and harder as if she was about to cry. It was like her entire person was going to crack into pieces like broken glass.
“I…” she stuttered before continuing, “I thought only a few weeks have passed. I saw the year 2017 every day, yet I did not realize… I have no memory of that entire year. It’s as if nothing had happened.”
Suddenly, I understood something.
Both of us experienced some level of memory loss.
While I lost several days, she lost an entire year.
What is going on?
I even speculated if we were somehow attacked while we were on that ship, which was why we lost our memories. Was it because her injuries were more severe, so the memories she lost were greater?
“So we haven’t seen each other for a year?” She looked at me with her watery eyes and asked, “That’s why your transformation was so drasti
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