Chapter Three Hundred and Thirty-Four
"..."
Watching the intricate emotions swirling in Tianyan's magnificent golden pupils, Xu Yuan's heart trembled for a moment, suddenly unsure of how to respond to her.
His memories still lingered on the time when Tianyan, as a persistent stalker, had followed him relentlessly, only to be calculated upon by the enchantment of the Charm Spirit Tree.
Although he was aware that a deep relationship must have developed between them in that Illusionary Realm, he genuinely couldn't remember it.
Compared to the time in that cave, Xu Yuan's memories of the Illusionary Realm had almost entirely vanished by now.
Of course, he still retained some fragmented images, but compared to real memories, these seemed more like the fantastical daydreams of his own mind.
They felt incredibly unreal, like the remnants of a dream and daydreams melded into an illusion.
Almost everything was based on the phrase "pale pink" that he had said to her in the cave.