——The world has reversed.
Su Ming'an clearly realized this.
He watched as Tian Ying's angry face turned into a bright smile like sunshine the moment the "reversal" prompt appeared.
The apple lying on the ceiling lay there quietly, as if that was the real ground, its rightful place to rest.
With a quick motion, Tian Ying leaped up, grabbed the bright red apple, and handed it to Su Ming'an.
"Do you like it? Here, eat it." Her smile suddenly softened, as if Su Ming'an's attack was merely him offering her a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
The bright red scar on her cheek remained, deep enough to see the bone.
The apple on the ceiling, like a flying bird, after landing in the girl's hand, resembled the heart of a bright red bird, quietly presented before Su Ming'an.
Hui Zi looked at Su Ming'an in surprise: "Why is she so happy after I scratched her? Did you use some charm skill?"
Su Ming'an shook his head, silently contemplating.
