mtl008 Chapter 213 Familiar and Strange
Chapter 213 Familiar and Strange
At that moment, time seemed to freeze as the image of a strange yet familiar woman flashed through Lu Yan's mind like lightning. The figure was like a phantom in the mist, appearing and disappearing, making it difficult to grasp its true identity. Although her face was obscured by a hazy veil, a mysterious aura could still be felt from the vague outline, rippling outward like ripples.
This mysterious aura was like a powerful magnet, tightly attracting Lu Yan's gaze and thoughts, making him involuntarily want to lift the veil and glimpse the woman's true appearance. He stared at the image in his mind with wide eyes, trying his best to remember every detail.
However, just as Lu Yan was concentrating, racking his brain, a sudden, intense pain washed over him like a violent storm. The headache came with such force and without warning, it felt like a sledgehammer had struck him hard on the head. Instantly, his head spun, and the world before him became blurry and distorted. The intense pain, like a tidal wave, assaulted his nerves, becoming almost unbearable.
The pain was like a sudden tsunami, surging with overwhelming force, instantly engulfing Lu Yan's consciousness. He clutched his head tightly with his hands like iron clamps, as if this could slightly alleviate the agony that felt like a thousand arrows piercing his heart. However, it was in vain; the pain continued to follow him, constantly gnawing at every nerve in his body.
Lu Yan's body began to tremble uncontrollably, accompanied by low, painful moans. The amplitude grew stronger and stronger, like a leaf in a gust of wind, ready to be torn into pieces at any moment. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead like a flood, quickly soaking his clothes and leaving dark stains on them.
Not long after, Lu Yan struggled to swallow a pill carefully crafted from those extremely precious herbs. As time passed, these magical pills finally began to exert their powerful effects. Lu Yan's originally weak and frail condition, like a candle in the wind, gradually showed a glimmer of hope and began to improve.
Not only that, his depressed mental state had also improved to a certain extent, and he felt a little more cheerful. However, just as Lu Yan was still immersed in this slightly relieved mood, suddenly, a voice broke this brief silence - Fang Congyi asked a question!
This sudden question was like a stone dropped into a calm lake, instantly stirring up a thousand waves. Lu Yan felt his thoughts, like the suddenly stirred water, begin to churn uncontrollably. Wave after wave of memories and thoughts kept flooding into his mind, leaving him overwhelmed.
Although his head still felt groggy and heavy, as if filled with lead, Lu Yan was fully aware of the importance of this question. He gritted his teeth, using all his strength to fight against his chaotic consciousness, trying to grasp those fragments of memory that seemed to be gradually fading and becoming increasingly blurred...
I'm so sorry! From the very beginning! I racked my brains, carefully recalling over and over again, but I couldn't recall where I had seen that face before. My mind was like a fog, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't find any clues or leads. After thinking about it over and over again, the only thing that came to my mind was the face of Bi Yaoyao. Her beautiful face seemed to be deeply etched in my memory, lingering.
Lu Yan's already stern face was now twisted in extreme agony. His thick, sword-like brows were knitted into the shape of a "川" (Chuan), as if they could pinch a fly to death. His large hands pressed tightly against his temples like iron pliers, his knuckles turning slightly white from the excessive force.
Waves of excruciating pain surged like a tide, making Lu Yan feel as if his head was about to explode. The pain penetrated deep into his bones, making it almost unbearable. However, even in such agony, he still gritted his teeth and stubbornly held on to prevent himself from fainting.
Lu Yan knew that just now, a figure had flashed through his mind like lightning. If he couldn't grasp this fleeting clue in time, he might lose the key to solving a mystery forever. So, even with a splitting headache, he tried his best to dig that figure out from the depths of his memory.
He slowly closed his star-like eyes, as if to block out all the noise and interference from the outside world. At this moment, his entire world was left with only himself and the memory buried deep in his heart.
He took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, allowing his mind to gradually calm down. Following the rhythm of his breathing, he began to focus all his mental energy, gradually gathering those scattered thoughts.
Each thought was like a thin thread, and he carefully used his hands to capture and pull it, fearing that it would slip away again. Gradually, these thoughts, as if drawn by a magnet, converged in the same direction, eventually forming a clear picture - a moment that he would never forget.
As time went by, the blurry figure gradually became clearer and clearer. Lu Yan stared at the figure intently with his eyes wide open, his heart filled with anticipation and curiosity.
However, when the portrait fully unfolded before him, he could not help but be stunned. Because the portrait that appeared before him was neither the Yao Yaoyao that he had been thinking about and was so familiar with, nor was it the Bi Yaoyao who was trapped with him in this mysterious and bizarre space!
Lu Yan's brow furrowed, a wave of intense confusion and bewilderment welling up in his heart. He had originally thought this figure would be one of them, but the reality was so unexpected. So, who was this person? Why was he here? Countless questions flooded his mind like a tide, leaving him at a loss for words.
Who could this person be? Why had this mysterious figure suddenly entered his mind? Lu Yan frowned, wondering to himself. He tried hard to grasp the fleeting fragment of memory, but it was like seeing flowers in the fog, unable to see its true face.