The verdigris-coated pendulum ball began its swing toward the left end.
When it reached the highest point on the left, Ji Yun felt as if countless images were flashing through his mind, dense and numerous like frames of a movie film.
Some were forgotten, some were unfamiliar, and many seemed yet to be experienced but were about to happen.
And the beginning of all this was on the classroom's desks and chairs, on the bed in his old home!
"Your consciousness will return to the past, and the duration of your stay there depends on the amplitude of the pendulum's swing at the other end," Sister Nan's voice was still ringing in his ears.
Ji Yun's eyes were fixed on the swinging copper clock.
At this moment, the pendulum of the copper clock was returning to its original position again!
When it returned to the central axis, Nan Mengqian suddenly placed her hand in the path of the pendulum string and brought it to a complete stop at the origin point.