During those three days of waiting for the results, I forced myself to remain calm, counting every second as it passed. Each day, I tried desperately to recall my past, but everything remained hazy. I dreamed of my wife, but why was her face always obscured in the dream? Was I unwilling to see her face? Did I feel such intense resistance toward her appearance within my heart? Furthermore, all sorts of life scenes swirled in my mind—some so bizarre they seemed like they could only happen in legends or on TV. Could these be my real memories? But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see my wife's face, and I couldn't distinguish between reality and illusion.…
Chapter 175
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