Yu Xuan and Ming Tianmei talked for a long time, far longer than either of them had expected.
And the longer the conversation dragged on, the deeper their confusion became.
How could it be that she, a regressor held memories that diverged so greatly from reality, while he, who had only ever glimpsed the future through her, ended up closer to the truth?
It was as if someone had copied the wrong answers during an exam… and still somehow topped the class.
A ridiculous situation.
"This is enough for now," Ming Tianmei muttered at last, rubbing her temples. Her eyes were unfocused, her thoughts clearly in disarray.
"I really need time to reorganize everything."
For the first time since her regression, she felt a terrifying doubt creep into her heart.
What if her status as a regressor is wrong?
What if… she never truly was one?
"Alright," Yu Xuan replied calmly.
"I'll go."
