"Dream Sacrifice told me that I don't remember my own name and that I've been replaced, but I clearly know who I am. As for my name..."
Deep in his mind, a vague voice lingered, one that Gao Ming couldn't remember whom it belonged to, suggesting that Gao Ming was not his name.
"That guy isn't deliberately deceiving me."
Regarding his name, Gao Ming had little impression; being called Gao Ming seemed like a matter of course.
"Doctor Xuan in the hospital said I was an orphan, but in my nightmares, I clearly remember the existence of my parents. Was the name Gao Ming given by them, or did it belong to someone else? Was it just used by me?"
Some things shouldn't be overthought, the more you think about it, the more problematic it seems, and doubt is a poison of chronic death. If the truth is never found, one might drive oneself insane.
"Gao Ming? Gao Ming!" Fu Shu shouted into Gao Ming's ear, "Don't fall for Dream Sacrifice's tricks, it likes to play underhanded games."
