Chapter 3 (1/2)

Qiao Yu woke up in a luxurious Baroque style bedroom with large crystal chandelier hanging above him.

He pulled his blankets aside and got up from the bed. Walking to the full length window, he stared out the golden panes in confusion.

Where’s Feng Shou?

He shook his head to clear up his confusion and tried to recall the events over the last two days.

He didn’t know Feng Shou. It could be said that they only met yesterday or, to be more specific, they couldn’t help but get to know each other that night.

That night, he was doing his evening studies. The teacher had ended class a little later and he also commuted by walking. Afraid that his grandmother would be worried, he took a shortcut to head home.

Although there were not many people on this road, there were streetlights so it wasn’t too scary.

But on his way back, Qiao Yu encountered a tall man dressed in black with a black mask and hat that was pulled down especially low. The man’s gaze appeared to be a little flustered and he carried a black bag that looked like it was used for crimes.

Qiao Yu was a weak student. Meeting someone like this, he was naturally frightened and wanted to escape.

In the end, after making way for the man a car rushed over and hit them both.

Afterwards, Qiao Yu watched himself get knocked to the group and screamed.

At that moment, he was in disbelief. How could he see his own face without the use of a mirror?!

Unless — he died?!

Qiao Yu touched his face. Warm. He wasn’t dead. Then he felt a mask, a cap and a big backpack…….

This – No way!

The “Qiao Yu” before him quickly pushed his face closer and they stared at each other trying to see their appearance using the other’s eyes.

Despite the presence of streetlights, the sky had darkened significantly and the two couldn’t see anything. However, they felt that they could only accept the truth that was placed before them.

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Their souls—-had been exchanged.

The “Qiao Yu” before him opened his mouth. “My name is Feng Shou, you are?”

The “Feng Shou” on the other end hesitated. He was still in disbelief. After hesitating for a while, he warily replied, “He-hello, I-I’m Qiao Yu.”

The two once again looked at each other in confusion before proceeding to address the problem that they are faced with.

Feng Shou didn’t want to go home and Qiao Yu couldn’t go home like this.

After the two discussed, Feng Shou followed Qiao Yu back to Qiao Yu’s home.

Qiao Yu’s place was a two bedroom and one living room house that was simple but very warm.

After greeting the grandmother, they took turns to shower and spent the night together sharing the bed.

Qiao Yu couldn’t sleep the entire night but Feng Shou was calm and instantly fell asleep.