d at me i

seem to realize the soul h

s Zhou Yuan's soul, a good friend of mine was no longer i

s man's soul?

d at me a

explain it? When someone di

, still holding out hope that I

Ninth Street. I drank a cup of Miso Tea, then played King Strike on my phone for a couple of hour

elief. Zhou Yuan had shown us his design around 5

ike he was yelling to me, but I couldn't hea

ul seems to want to say something?" I po

looked at the bottle

er to draw patterns on the ground, then carefully opened the bottle. The soul came out, stood on the grou

I thought through every possibility I could, but none of them made sense. "Zho

but..." Zhou Yuan faltered anxiou

"Did you make some sort of deal with someone? An agreement t

ent for a moment, looking at the

"but not to be a better pe

aughter. Maybe he really was a demon. How could he laugh so h

y friend's soul. "Tell me exactly what happened this afternoon. Wh

went to see that horrible woman, Miss Lan. Th

what Yan had dr

ul Array. They have some similarities, but there's several obvious differences. You really have horrible insight," Yan

iousness after I drank it. When I woke up, I was in a cage surrounded by lar

o you mean?" I frowned. "You are yourself

walked over, grabbed my ear, lifted me up, and slit my throat with a kitchen knife. Then

call m

ou Yuan said, pointing at the glass bottl

abbits, and then saw himself come over. What kind of story was this? It sounded more like Alice in Wonderland

"What Zhou Yuan saw wasn't an extremely big wild rabbit. If I'm right, your friend's soul had been stuffed into the body

in horror, but

would have drawn attention, but it was your body that killed the rabbit containing your soul. In addition, killing a human is a crime, but killing an animal is not, especially if you do it

d Zhou Yuan, ignoring Yan's mutteri

went through his memories. "Then, one day, she was different. Every time we had dinner, she was happy. She kept telling me how successf

led off, a second voic

ough, your soul can't catch up." The door opened and Zhou Yua

the sofa and stared at his s

ing. Until now, I agreed. I didn't know it was my soul in the rabbit,

still hear his voice. "When she asked, I told her that nowadays, those who can't keep up will be left behind. If your soul can't keep up, t

about?" I asked Yan, "W

, but that he's forced himself to spend every day doing something his soul doesn't want. His family had expectations, his colleagues were watching, he kept comparing himself to the people around him. When the

hings, I realized that I'm much better like this. I don't need to care about if what I'm doing is actually what I want to do. As long as I'm able to do

an turn

praised me. The feeling is simply too wonderful, and th

n made by Zhou Yuan, at least not the Zhou Yu

Zhou Yuan ra

!" he roared. "I just want to write, to tell stories

t? Every time people criticized my work, it broke my heart! You just pretended nothing happened, but it was destroying me. Your lousy dreams dragged me back! I'm twenty-seven. I lay awake every night wondering if this will still be my life

pointed

im to the netherworld and write all you want,

right. Since when did we think

worried he was about the future or thought he'd been so drained by the gap between his work and his passions, b

en to tell you," Yan said, "that you c

's body and I aske

ke an old teacher, though his face was youthful. "A few can leave their bodies freely, but most people can only leave for seven days before the body starts to have trouble. Souls often don't listen to our minds, but they are one of th

u Shuai entered. I realized that he was staring at the ground, ri

ch other in unison, but he realized that he

g similar, but the effects were a bit different. One could protect human body, and the othe

t I was the only person in this room

safe?" Zhou Yuan asked