“But, this is just a story.”

“I'm Chen Yu, aren't I?”

I helped Lin Jia take off her socks that were soaked with hot water. She struggled like crazy, almost falling off the wheelchair.

“Don't worry, you saved me and have done so much for me.”

I pressed her back into the wheelchair gently, smoothing out the wrinkles in her clothes.

“I will definitely take good care of you.”

I smiled, removing the black contact lenses from my eyes.

In the mirror, my pupils that glittered with green fluorescence reflected a string of numbers—

021.