THE GAME OF LIFE

Chapter 571: Chapter 589: Strange Memory (4th Update!) (Extra for IAG_Qishi Alliance Hierarch!)

(This is Chapter 569, apologies for the wrong chapter number 〒_〒)

Jiang Feng returned to the second-floor men’s restroom he hadn’t visited in a long time and opened the attribute panel, even feeling a sense of homecoming.

He skipped over “A Segment of Jiang Xiaoran’s Memory” and clicked on “A Segment of Fang Yaqing’s Memory,” choosing yes. Jiang Feng was immediately enveloped by fog.

Jiang Feng found himself on a street.

It seemed to be a tranquil afternoon with the sunlight just right, warmly spilling over him. It wasn’t too hot; there was a gentle breeze rustling the leaves in the green belt.

There weren’t many cars on the road, but there were some students riding their bicycles with backpacks. The shops on the street were all operating normally, although the signs were somewhat old. There were print shops, construction material stores, hardware stores, grocery stores, and also a noodle shop, clearly an old street.

Although it should have been a leisurely setting, Jiang Feng always felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

He followed behind a father and daughter.

The father was a middle-aged man, very scholarly in appearance, impeccably dressed in formal wear, his shoes polished to a shine—clearly, a man who paid great attention to his appearance.

The daughter must be Fang Yaqing, wearing her school uniform and carrying a backpack, likely still in middle school. With a simple ponytail and plain canvas shoes, she walked listlessly beside her dad, appearing somewhat unhappy.

The two of them walked on without any interaction or even making a sound. Fang Yaqing, clearly displeased, kicked pebbles as she walked, but her dad seemed indifferent, as if he didn’t care about anything at all.

Jiang Feng took a close look at the eyes of Fang Yaqing’s dad, feeling that while he seemed to be looking ahead, he didn’t quite seem to be focusing on anything, making it impossible to guess at what he was seeing or thinking. He came across as a very indifferent person.

They continued down this old street for over ten minutes, like two strangers who just happened to be walking together.

If not for the sound of the wind, footsteps, bicycle bells, and the conversations between shop owners and customers in the nearby shops, Jiang Feng might have suspected he was watching a silent film.

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