He sat quietly as he tries to jog his memories together. Memories of his previous life felt like a faint, distant memory, and he's detached himself from it as if it happened a long time ago to somebody else.

"A-Qing...? What happened? What did you saw?" He felt her weight on his shoulder, and he can sense her distress. So he reaches for her to hold her arms in his hands, trying to calm her.

"I'm here now. It's not your fault as to what happened. If there is anyone's fault, it's on me. I fell for his tricks and lies. I couldn't set things right. So the fault is on me also. So what happened, I do not know any better, and it was too late for anyone to fix it."