On a morning, an eight or nine-year-old boy walked into Tomorrow's Noble School. He carried a backpack and looked like he hadn't slept well; standing at the entrance, he yawned several times.,"Xia Leng The ‘Xia’ from summer Your father is the summer" The bespectacled boy was also taken aback.,"There's something that needs your decision." Ji Qingying said slowly: "My body is currently merging with hers, but she’s not too willing to merge. I want to ask you, do you hope for us to merge or separate completely This time, once we part ways, we will become two distinct individuals forevermore, without any chance of merging again."。