There was only a small relatively clean space under the eaves not far away.

Tang Nian raised his head with difficulty and looked at the "safe zone" that was so close with a dazed look.

She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to struggle to stand up and move to a place that could shelter from the wind and rain.

However, her legs, which had long been frozen, were completely out of control, as if they had turned into two heavy lead pillars, nailed to the ground.

No matter how hard Tang Nian tried, his two legs wouldn't move at all. Even moving his toes became a luxury.

At this moment, she felt as if her entire leg no longer belonged to her.

If she continued like this, Tang Nian knew very well that death was the only thing waiting for her.

Despair was like a ferocious beast, ruthlessly devouring the last glimmer of hope in Tang Nian's heart.

At this moment, a pair of exquisite shoes suddenly entered Tang Nian's field of vision.

Almost at the same time, the dense and continuous sound of raindrops that originally filled the overhead suddenly stopped.

Tang Nian's heart suddenly shook, and an indescribable surprise instantly surged into her heart. She subconsciously raised her head and looked upwards eagerly.

When that face came into view clearly, Tang Nian felt as if he was struck by a thunderbolt, and his body began to tremble involuntarily.

Her eyes were wide open, her pupils slightly contracted due to extreme shock, and her face was full of disbelief.

The young man standing in front of him was wearing a long green gown, with a tall and slender figure, as elegant and refined as a green bamboo.

In his jade-white hand, he held an umbrella firmly, which at this moment just blocked all the rain pouring down on Tang Nian, but half of the boy's body was completely soaked.

Tang Nian just stared at the young man in front of him, feeling a little dazed for a moment.

He was so similar to the Qian Shiye in his memory, whether it was the handsome facial features or the unique temperament revealed between his brows, they seemed to be carved from the same mold, except that this boy looked more immature, like a smaller version of Qian Shiye.

Tang Nian was slightly stunned, his lips trembling slightly, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Qian...Qian Shiye?"

Hearing this, a barely perceptible light flashed in the depths of the boy's eyes, and then the corners of his mouth quickly rose, and he responded softly, "My name is indeed Shi Ye, but unfortunately my last name is not Qian. But I am a little curious, how do you know my name?"

Tang Nian opened his mouth, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked. For a moment, he couldn't utter a word. He stood there in a daze, not knowing how to respond.

You know, how could she possibly tell the truth to the person in front of her?

Tell him that the world they live in is actually just a completely virtual existence, and that everyone, including him, is not a real entity?

Tang Nian couldn't say it.

Thinking of this, Tang Nian felt his head buzzing, and the natural smile on his face froze instantly.

After calming down for a while, Tang Nian laughed dryly and said awkwardly, "Um... I have heard others talk about this before, but maybe I remembered it wrongly. I am really sorry."

However, at this moment, Qian Shiye on the side suddenly let out a low, muffled laugh, and the voice seemed to carry a hint of teasing and ridicule.

What Tang Nian said was too fake. If he didn't want to cooperate with Tang Nian, he would have directly exposed her at this moment.

Then, he slowly extended a hand towards Tang Nian. Although his movements were gentle, his intention was obvious. He hoped that Tang Nian could hold his hand.

Tang Nian was slightly stunned when he saw this, and his eyes involuntarily fell on the hand that Qian Shiye stretched out.

The hand was as white as jade, slender and delicate, like a finely crafted work of art.

In contrast, she couldn't help but look down at her hands, which were covered with chilblains of varying sizes, and dirt stained her fingertips and palms, making them look dirty.

Tang Nian looked at his own hands, which were in sharp contrast with Qian Shiye's, and suddenly an indescribable feeling of inferiority surged in his heart. For a moment, he even hesitated whether he should put his hand in Qian Shiye's clean palm.

But Qian Shiye didn't seem to intend to give Tang Nian too much time to think. He just stood there quietly without saying a word, just staring at Tang Nian with his deep eyes, revealing a stubbornness that could not be refused.

Faced with such a persistent Qian Shiye, Tang Nian finally let out a long sigh.

I thought that this guy not only looked like Qian Shiye, but also had the same stubborn temper and way of doing things.

When the little hand gently rested on Qian Shiye's hand, an icy chill instantly spread throughout his body, as if an electric current struck his heart, causing his heart to tighten involuntarily.

Looking at the owner of the pair of small hands in front of him, Qian Shiye's eyes revealed a trace of heartache that was hard to conceal.

However, despite his heart full of concern and pity, Qian Shiye ultimately chose to remain silent.

Perhaps it was because of Qian Shiye’s sudden intrusion, but Tang Nian, who should have lost his memory, did not behave as confused as expected.

On the contrary, from the moment she called out Qian Shiye's name without hesitation, Qian Shiye keenly sensed that something was wrong.

This discovery surprised Qian Shiye greatly, and at the same time, it cast a thick shadow over his heart.

What exactly was the reason that allowed Tang Nian to retain this memory?

Is there some unknown secret hidden here?

Countless questions swirled and intertwined in Qian Shiye's mind, causing him to fall into deep thought.

In this case, I wonder if it will have any impact on the third test of Yama God.

Qian Shiye looked at Tang Nian with worry in his eyes. As a fellow inheritor of the throne of God, he knew that if they failed, death would be the only thing waiting for them.

No matter what, Qian Shiye would not let Tang Nian die.

Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, Qian Shiye pulled Tang Nian into a luxurious carriage.

A warmth swept through Tang Nian's body. She squinted her eyes in comfort. It seemed like she hadn't experienced this kind of warm feeling for a long time.

"Thank you." Tang Nian said sincerely.

At this moment, a man holding a cup of hot tea came in from outside the carriage and said, "Our young master is always kind-hearted. You should be happy to meet him."

Having said that, Tang Nian could feel the kindness emanating from this person.