Nie Yan got closer and closer to the pharmacy. While crossing the road, his foot was inexplicably caught on something, and he stumbled, falling heavily to the ground.

Too much joy brings sorrow.

Ouch, that hurt! Nie Yan's hand was numb from the fall, and his knees were bleeding.

He struggled to sit up, his knees a bloody mess.

At that moment, a pink Reilly hovercar passed by and stopped abruptly not far from Nie Yan. In the small city of Ningjiang, high-end vehicles like the Reilly hovercar were extremely rare. A limited edition car worth ninety million was something ordinary families couldn't afford.

A girl in a white dress opened the car door and hurried over to him.

"Are you alright?" A crisp, sweet voice filled with concern reached Nie Yan's ears.

Hearing that voice, so familiar to his very soul, Nie Yan's heart jolted. He looked up, and the person before him was none other than Xie Yao!

Xie Yao was still as beautiful as ever, in a white dress adorned with pink lace. Her bright eyes sparkled, and a ponytail hung behind her. Her cheeks were still slightly childish, yet brimming with youth and vitality.

Nie Yan vaguely recalled the class reunion six years after graduation. Xie Yao back then was a successful career woman, dressed in professional attire, sexy and alluring.

Time was a wondrous thing, transforming a beautiful and pure girl into a sexy and charming young woman, and now turning her back again.

Meeting again after a lifetime, perhaps this was fate. Destiny rewound like a tape, returning them both to the starting point. The melodious music began to play softly, each note so beautiful and touching.

Nie Yan remembered that his first encounter with Xie Yao had been a similar scene. His eyes began to moisten. Xie Yao, it's been so long since I've seen you. Are you doing well? This lifetime, I'll never let you go far away again.

"Oh no, your knees are scraped and bleeding!" Xie Yao exclaimed, remembering that she had some bandages in her car's first-aid kit. She hurried back to the car.

Nie Yan watched Xie Yao return to the car. In high school, his favorite thing to do was follow Xie Yao's graceful figure with his eyes. She was slender, and her white dress revealed half of her calves, white as exquisite jade porcelain. Speaking of which, Nie Yan wasn't bad-looking, and after his father's success, his family wasn't doing badly either, not inferior to Xie Yao's. But in front of Xie Yao, he just couldn't muster up the courage.

The mindset of high school was truly wondrous and unfathomable. Looking at it from an adult's perspective, he was quite immature back then.

Xie Yao took the bandages and walked to Nie Yan's side, rinsing Nie Yan's wounds with disinfectant. Her movements were very careful, her slender fingers picking away the gravel from the wound bit by bit.

"Why are you crying? A big boy like you, crying over such a small injury, that's not very attractive." Xie Yao teased with a smile, massaging the bruise on Nie Yan's knee with her thumb.

When she smiled, a shallow dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth, radiating an indescribable brightness.

"I got some sand in my eyes when I fell," Nie Yan said, his cheeks a little flushed, making up a random excuse. The reason he was crying wasn't because of the injury. Xie Yao's appearance was like pouring a pot of boiling water on his heart. His heart was surging, a mix of emotions, bitterness and happiness, all wanting to pour out.

Xie Yao focused on treating the wound on Nie Yan's knee.

Nie Yan looked up, gazing at Xie Yao's profile. Xie Yao's skin was flawless and fair, so tender that water seemed to drip from it. A strand of black hair fell down, and she wore delicate earrings on her earlobes.

When he used to sit next to Xie Yao in class, he always liked to secretly look at her from the corner of his eye during class, never getting enough of seeing her.

Xie Yao was undoubtedly the class beauty of their class. There were also very pretty girls in other classes, but Nie Yan stubbornly believed that Xie Yao was the prettiest in the entire school.

After meeting her here, Nie Yan couldn't stop thinking about Xie Yao. Later, he went to high school and was surprised to find that they were in the same class and even sat next to each other. He thought it was fate. It wasn't until ten years later that he realized that even two people who were destined to be together could miss each other if they didn't seize the opportunity. By the time he fully understood, it was already too late.

"Why did you dare to come here alone? Ningjiang is very dangerous, there are a lot of gangs." Nie Yan said with concern. This was a place where gang forces were entrenched. It was dangerous for Xie Yao to come here alone, being so beautiful.

"Don't underestimate me. I'm a third-degree black belt in Taekwondo. When I turn 21, I'll be able to advance to fourth degree. Want me to show you?" Xie Yao struck a standard starting pose, but suddenly stopped, a flush rising on her face. She hesitated and said, "Never mind, I'm wearing a dress today. But I'm really good!" Xie Yao was pure and without a hint of guile.

Nie Yan smiled knowingly. After chatting with Xie Yao for a few words, that familiar feeling returned. The young girl in front of him was indeed Xie Yao, innocent and lovely, lively and cheerful. But after that college reunion, that liveliness and innocence could no longer be found. It turned out that sadness, after being tempered by time, could so decisively change a person.

Xie Yao looked Nie Yan up and down. Nie Yan looked a few years younger than her, with a similar build, only about 1.7 meters tall. His clothes were a bit dirty, probably from the fall. He wasn't exactly handsome, but he was still presentable. But for some reason, Nie Yan gave her an indescribable feeling of familiarity and closeness, and she unknowingly spoke a little more.

"Which school do you go to? Judging by your appearance, you should only be in middle school, right?" Xie Yao thought Nie Yan was a bit silly, adorably so. He didn't even look at the ground while running. Many boys were like that in middle school, but they matured a lot in high school.

Although Nie Yan was only eighteen years old now, he had the mind of a twenty-eight-year-old. Meeting Xie Yao again, he was no longer the ignorant young boy he once was. Mentally, he had the composure and calmness honed by time.

"Who said I'm only in middle school? If the country hadn't implemented the one-child policy, my son would be old enough to buy soy sauce." Nie Yan joked. One shouldn't be so rigid and dull.

"Your child can buy soy sauce already, keep bragging." Nie Yan's words amused Xie Yao, and she giggled non-stop.

"I'm eighteen," Nie Yan said.

"You're eighteen? I can't tell, you're the same age as me." Xie Yao said in surprise.

Because he wasn't getting enough nutrition, Nie Yan still looked a bit small, only about 1.65 meters tall. It wasn't until after his senior year of high school, when his material conditions improved, that he grew like crazy to 1.8 meters. Right now, his appearance was still a bit childish, and he did look like a middle school student, which made him a bit annoyed.

He was still a twenty-eight-year-old soul, yet he was being called a middle school student. But he had this baby face now, and there was nothing he could do about it. "That's because my face looks younger."

"Small is small, just admit it." Xie Yao chuckled. She found Nie Yan quite interesting. The boys in her class were either timid and didn't know what to say when they saw her, or they were all full of hooliganism and were disgusting.

The two chatted for a while, and Nie Yan seemed much more comfortable in front of Xie Yao. He occasionally said something witty, making Xie Yao giggle.

Looking at Xie Yao, who was smiling radiantly, Nie Yan thought of the past. It was after his senior year of high school. He and Xie Yao had been classmates for a year, and he always thought that there couldn't be any intersection between them. They were people from two different worlds. He had always liked Xie Yao silently, fulfilling almost every request she made, but he never expected Xie Yao to remember him. He didn't expect to receive a gift from Xie Yao unexpectedly after graduation. Perhaps Xie Yao also had a shadow of him in her heart.

It was a picture of her when she was twelve years old, when she was still a chubby little girl. Only the closest of friends would send such a picture.

After graduation, Nie Yan still couldn't forget Xie Yao, and they contacted each other from time to time.

Reborn once, Nie Yan was no longer willing to miss out.

Meeting again, Nie Yan's mind was a little dazed. In his previous life and this life, he and Xie Yao had an inextricable fate.

Her clear eyes secretly sized up Nie Yan's face. Although Nie Yan wasn't particularly handsome, he looked very ordinary at first glance. Although his face seemed childish, it had an indescribable calmness, which might be related to his personality.

"My name is Nie Yan, Nie as in double ears, and Yan as in the word for language." Nie Yan met Xie Yao's eyes.

Xie Yao's pretty face flushed red, and she avoided Nie Yan's gaze.

"My name is Xie Yao," Xie Yao said.

Nie Yan's gaze moved down, landing on Xie Yao's lips. Her lips were a light pink, soft and sexy. Back in high school, Nie Yan would never have dared to stare at Xie Yao's face like this. He only dared to secretly look at Xie Yao's beautiful face in the corner.

"My dad is still waiting for me, I have to go back first. It was nice chatting with you today. Remember, you can't take off your bandage until tomorrow, you can't take it off early." Xie Yao urged worriedly, standing up.

Nie Yan moved his knee a bit. He could still move it, it was just a superficial injury.

"I'm fine, I can already walk around. You go back, thank you for today." Nie Yan said. Although he wanted to talk to Xie Yao more, he calmly walked to the side. Later, he would be studying at the noble school in the city, and he would have plenty of opportunities to spend time with Xie Yao.

"Then I'll go first."

"Bye-bye." Nie Yan smiled, casually walking away and heading towards the nearest pharmacy. In his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little sad. After a brief meeting, they had to part again.

Xie Yao got into the hovercar and started the engine.

Nie Yan looked back, Xie Yao's hovercar had already left. His previous life's encounter wasn't as smooth as today's. In his previous life, he couldn't even speak in front of Xie Yao. Xie Yao bandaged him up and then left. But it was that unintentional encounter that left an indelible impression on Xie Yao in his heart, so much so that he couldn't forget her for so many years.

It's great to be reborn. Everything can start again. Nie Yan thought of how everything he had would likely be taken away by Cao Xu in a few years, and a strong sense of urgency rose in his heart. He had to become stronger to protect everything he had.

Thinking of Cao Xu, Nie Yan's heart gradually turned cold. This was a hatred that went deep into his bones, so much so that in his previous life, he had unhesitatingly sent a bullet into the other's head.

And all he could do was enter *Faith* as soon as possible and take root in *Faith*. *Faith* was different from other games. It was the second world of mankind, a game that changed the entire world. Nie Yan could get what he wanted in *Faith*.

After buying some cold medicine at the pharmacy and taking it, he immediately felt much better. His fever also went down. The medicine was quite effective these days.

After coming out of the pharmacy, Nie Yan walked towards the nearby department store. He wanted to buy a game helmet.

The department store was filled with all kinds of goods, all kinds of appliances, too many to count, mostly intelligent products. There were some things that Nie Yan couldn't even name. Here, unmanned sales were implemented. As long as you swiped your card, you could get what you wanted to buy.

Nie Yan wandered around for a long time and finally found the counter selling game helmets. Helmets of various colors and styles were listed on the wall, dazzling the eyes, three models and thousands of styles.

The lowest price was 1,300 credit points, and the highest was more than 1.2 million credit points.

The higher the price, the better the configuration. You get what you pay for. The current Nie Yan could only buy a minimum configuration.

It was said that in addition to game helmets, there were also some limited edition game pods that needed to be ordered, costing as much as 60 million credit points.

For these things, Nie Yan could only think about them for now.

Nie Yan swiped his card on the card reader, got a light blue helmet, and implemented identity binding. After implementing identity binding, this helmet could only be used by Nie Yan.

*Faith* had only been open for seven days, and the highest level was only level five. He had plenty of time to catch up.

A reborn person should destroy all opponents with overwhelming force. This was an aura. "I shall be the one to ascend the summit, and all others shall be small."

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