He gently hugged her into his arms, patted her back softly to reassure her, as if he was dealing with a priceless treasure.

There was worry in the bottom of his eyes, "Ci Wei, darling, it's alright, don't be afraid, I will not let you encounter danger again in the future, I will always stay by your side to protect you."

Qin Yunsheng's voice was gentle and mellow, with a magical power that easily calmed the restless heart.

"Lin Wan"'s eyelashes trembled, he lifted his eyelids, opened his eyes, his consciousness was still in chaos.

Her head was dizzy, her thoughts were like twists and turns, she was stunned for a minute and broke free from the man's warm embrace.

His eyes fell on the person in front of him, and his heart filled with horror, his eyes were full of disbelief.

Reach out and touch his skin, stroking his cheek to feel the body temperature.

Her throat was dry and sour, "You..."

Intimate contact, the temperature on the skin is not high but the heart is scorching hot.

"Ci Wei, welcome back."

Qin Yunsheng ripped off her hand and held it in his hand, wrapping the woman's slender little hand with his broad palm, stroking it gently.

"Husband? Yun Sheng?"

Wu Ci's micro-consciousness became more chaotic. On the one hand, she was tightly protecting her son in the midst of the fire, and on the other hand, in reality, he and her fingers intertwined, making it difficult to distinguish reality from illusion for a while.

"Well, I'm here."

Qin Yunsheng's strength in holding her hand increased slightly, and he looked at her like a torch, with infinite affection and tenderness in his eyes.

"..."

Wu Ciwei was a little dazed. If it was a dream, it would inevitably be too real and beautiful. He wanted to indulge in it forever and was unwilling to wake up.

"Uh--"

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my mind.

The memories of those original bodies flooded in like a tide, overwhelming the sky, filling the head, and having a splitting headache.

She bit her lip tightly and let out a shattering moan.

"Ciwei." Qin Yunsheng was nervous, his nerves stretched into a string.

"Well……"

She couldn't reply in pain to his cry, and the memories that didn't belong to her in her mind were playing fast like a micro-movie.

The young and energetic woman and Qin Yunsheng got married within a year of acquaintance.

In life, men take care of the original body meticulously, and interpret the word "good man" incisively and vividly.

It's just that there is always a layer of mist in his eyes, and he can't see the emotions in his eyes.

Beautiful but not real, the false seems to be broken if you poke it hard.

"Who am I... Who am I? Who am I now?"

"Why do I have memories that don't belong to me..."

After Wu Ci had digested these memories, she took off the quilt and ran out of bed barefoot, staggering to the dressing mirror.

Seeing the face in the dressing mirror, his pupils widened, filled with horror.

She stretched out her hand to touch the mirror, and the cold touch completely shattered the tiny illusion.

"what--"

Wu Ciwei held her head in her hands, and her fingers gripped her hair hard, as if she wanted to pull the hair off her scalp.

She let out a sharp cry, released her hands holding her head, picked up the stool on the ground and slammed it against the vanity mirror.

"boom--"

The dressing mirror shattered in response, and the ground was full of glass shards. Wu Ciwei squatted on the ground helplessly, shaking her head and murmuring.

"Why, why is this happening?"

She is obviously dead, why does her soul appear in another woman's body?

Is she a human or a ghost now?