Nan Sichen suddenly had something flash through his mind.
Many scattered images were tangled chaotically in his mind, and his head throbbed dully.
There seemed to be such an image in his mind, of him bathing a child, right in the sink, with the child splashing water everywhere.
But who was that child?
He couldn't remember.
He struggled to recall more, and suddenly the headache became severe.
He held his head with both hands, "Ah—"
He cried out in pain.
Qin Yin exclaimed in surprise, "What's wrong with you?"
Nan Sichen reached out to support himself against the wall, and the sound of a child crying appeared in his mind again; it was when he turned off the water, and the child started to wail.
His vision seemed to blur; it was in a house like an ancient castle...
Qin Yin looked at him in panic, "What's wrong with you?"
She was still holding the child in her arms. Fortunately, it was summer; if it were winter, the child would have been frozen.
