Dead and reborn?
Rebirth?
Hoshino released the youngster, his pupils trembling. "So the current you?"
"Someone else's body." Bo Jiu glanced out of the window. Her side profile was perfect, but blurry. "I don't know who I am now."
A loud roar sounded!
A deafening thunder pierced through the air.
A ray of light splashed on the youngster's face. Even though she stood in the darkest corner with her hands in her pockets, her smile didn't falter. "Do I need to verify my identity?"
"It's not necessary." Hoshino glanced at the person ahead, trying to digest the information. Gradually, a gentle glow returned to his eyes, but there was another emotion within.
Dead and reborn.
Death. What was it like?
Hoshino tightened both hands. He couldn't imagine a life without her.
