Before Leon Luo could tie the hair he had just pulled out into a knot, the entire environment receded like the tide. In just two breaths, the warm sunshine on the island, the flower trees like umbrellas and crowns, and the [John Han] who had fallen to the ground all disappeared without a trace like foam.
The hair in his hand also vanished along with the illusion. That brief moment of [John Han] was like a big dream, leaving Leon Luo with nothing.
On the contrary, all the memories that had been detained by this illusion before - all of them, after he separated from John Han, all the memories when he entered this deadly place returned to his mind.
He had indeed noticed many things wrong with that [John Han] just now, but that was only due to his understanding of Qianling, not because he remembered everything that happened after the competition.
At this moment, he finally understood where the strange and strong longing and concern he had just felt came from, and also understood the reason for the immature and unforgettable joy and love.
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