The autumn banquet was at the door. All gods or Junior-Officer have a lot of things to do. But this time it wasn't like every banquet. This time was different. It was the first in a long time that Hua Cheng was there this time. But unfortunately the mood wasn't exactly happy. Especially for the officials from the Xuan Zhen palace. No one could handle the loss of Fu Yao. Fu Yao died in a fight. The only one who really can say what happen is Nan Feng. In that fight, only Nan Feng could really tell what happened. However, Nan Feng has remained silent about his rival's death to this day. Some accused Nan Feng of killing Fu Yao. However, Nan Feng never responded. It was five month ago that Nan Feng Fu Yao no longer saw. He himself had withdrawn and never got along with death. The guests came to the banquet. Nan Feng himself had rather distanced himself from others and was among the others again since the Fu Yao incident, which is why he attracted a lot of looks.

He ignored the glances completely and stood next to his general with a sad, almost empty look. Soft whispers among the officers. But he ignored her as always. Some already took their place. Xie Lian and Hua Cheng have just arrived. Nan Feng greeted them politely. Xie Lian smiled at him, but a touch of pity was reflected in his eyes. Finally he mourned Fu Yao's loss too. After all, Fu Yao had also been with him for a while. Hua Cheng stood next to Xie Lian. Xie Lian wanted to offer his condolences. Actually, everything was fine, only two junior officers had an argument, so they weren't careful where they were going and crashed into Xie Lian. Xie Lian lost his balance briefly and dropped the dice that he was still holding in his hand when he came here with Hua Cheng. Hua Cheng quickly grabbed his lover and pulled him close. Unfortunately, Xie Lian wasn't paying attention and accidentally hit the dice and broke them.Immediately it became deathly quiet in the hall. Everyone held their breath and dared not speak. Nan Feng only looked at the broken cubes, from which strange sparks sprayed. Small sparks, not noticeable. Everyone held their breath. Just when Hua Cheng was about to say something. Suddenly the sparks jumped up and became so big that the whole room lit up. 

Startled everyone covered their eyes. Then an explosion could be heard. Nan Feng was torn from his feet. He landed on his back painfully and screwed up his eyes. It was loud and he couldn't see anything. The light was slowly fading. Nan Feng opened his eyes slowly, confused, and wanted to touch his head. Something was on him. Surprised, he looked at the person who was half lying on him and carefully straightened up. His brown hair fell over his face. Nan Feng looked at him in confusion, when the person raised his head, Nan Feng froze. He would recognize this face anywhere. No matter where and no matter when. Even in 10,000 years he would recognize the face again.

,,FU YAO!"

Nan Feng grabbed the boy's shoulders with her hands, who looked at him in confusion with wide eyes. All of the gods and Hua Cheng froze and looked up in confusion as their eyes widened too. Fu Yao saw him confused and then quickly slapped Nan Feng's arms away.,,Who the fuck are you!? And how do you know my name?!"Fu Yao stood up, startled, and backed away from Nan Feng, who just looked at him with wide eyes. Only now did Nan Feng notice that Fu Yao looked completely different. The face was the same. He was dressed very strangely. Didn't seem to remember Nan Feng either. Fu Yao looked around confused and seemed to be turning the wheel more and more. ,,Where am I?! And who are you all?!"Nan Feng just looked at Fu Yao in confusion. What was he wearing there? ,,You wear weird clothes," said Fu Yao and looked around in disgust. Fu Yao was the only one who was dressed weirdly. Nan Feng didn't know what Fu Yao was wearing, of course, because it wasn't from her time. 

Fu Yao wore tight dark blue jeans that were rolled up a bit at the ends, up to the ankle. Fu Yao wore tight dark blue jeans that were rolled up a bit at the ends, up to the ankle. He wore black single-heeled sneakers. Around his waist was a checked black and white scarf that hung down the left side like a triangle. He was wearing a white T-shirt that read "I see BLACK for you!" In English. Over it was a blue denim jacket that went up to the middle of his waist. The sleeves rolled up a bit so that you could see the many bracelets on his arms. He also wore two chains on top of each other. One longer and the other was shorter. His high ponytail, which Fu Yao normally wore, was now a deep plait. He had earrings and two helix earrings on his right ear. Only the red eyeliner line under his eyes was still there as before.

Fu Yao looked at Nan Feng with his arms crossed. The others were also confused about Fu Yao's appearance. This time Xie Lian spoke up. "Fu Yao?", He asked carefully. Fu Yao turned to him. "Yes, and who are you that know my name?", He asked unkindly. Xie Lian looked at Hua Cheng before slowly walking on Fu Yao. ,,Don't you remember us?" He asked cautiously. But Fu Yao looked at him as if he were crazy. ,,Remember? I don't even know you! Who are you all anyway ?! And why do you all know my name?" Fu Yao asked for an answer. Xie Lian then looked down briefly at the broken cubes and then at Hua Cheng. They exchanged looks, while Fu Yao looked around. His gaze stopped at Mu Qing. His eyes grew larger and his features softened. He ran up to him with joy. 

,,Diedie!!" 

Everyone froze again, including Mu Qing. He didn't know how to react when Fu Yao hugged him. Mu Qing, who had no clue how to react, only hesitantly hugged back. That was the moment when Mu Qing realized that this Fu Yao was not his former subordinate. It had the same face, but no longer had anything to do with the others. Everyone glanced at each other before they all looked at Mu Qing to see how he would react. Since no one has ever got so close to Mu Qing without making a snappy comment. Mu Qing wanted to push Fu Yao away and show him right, but he couldn't.

He call him "Diedie". This was a surprise for him. He looked in Fu Yao's eyes and sigh. ,,I'm not you dad." Fu Yao looked him confused. ,,But you have the same face like my Diedie." Hua Cheng spoke up: ,,My dice are actually there to teleport to certain places, but apparently through the destruction he had opened something that Fu Yao spat out, who apparently is not the Fu Yao we all know. More like another Fu Yao from another time or world." Fu Yao broke away from Mu Qing in amazement. Then he looked at him from head to toe. ,,You really are not Diedie", he said softly and a little disappointed. His eyes got a slight sad glow, but they quickly disappeared as startled. Something loud came from Fu Yao's jacket pocket. Music came out of it, a music that was not God or Spirit had heard here. Fu Yao took his cell phone out of his pocket and noticed that his alarm had just gone on. They didn't know the music the others were listening to and it was unusual, but quite normal for Fu Yao. He closed the alarm. His fingers flew quickly over the device's small screen. He checked something. While everyone else looked at him as if he had just fought Hua Cheng out. The screen lit his face a little.

Nan Feng was the first to break out of his rigidity and hesitantly stood next to Fu Yao and looked at it. The light of the cell phone came towards him and he winced and backed away a little. Fu Yao ignored him and tried to send a few messages through. He had no network or anything before he started swearing in English. Nobody understood him. Nobody understood what Fu Yao was saying. But Fu Yao put his cell phone back in his pocket and turned to Nan Feng, who was staring beside him as if Fu Yao Hua Cheng was personal. ,,How did I get here and how can I get back into my world?" Asked Fu Yao Nan Feng. Nan Feng looked over at Hua Cheng, who just shrugged. ,,I don't know myself. Maybe in the same way as he came here, but I don't know if that will really work, "said Hua Cheng honestly. Fu Yao rolled his eyes. 

,,Please don't tell me I'm in one of the bad films where the protagonist is trapped in a world and falls in love with the best guy you've been clapped on! I'm definitely too young to do this shit to myself!" 

Everyone turned to Fu Yao, confused. 

,,I didn't understand the first part completely", said Nan Feng with a confused expression on his face. 

,,Like you don't know any films!" 

,,What are films?" As if Nan Feng had asked something really stupid, Fu Yao rolled his eyes. 

,,That can not be true!"

Nan Feng was completely confused. 

,,Do you have a cinema!?" 

,,What?! No what that!?" 

,,A Disco?" 

,,Ehm no...?"

,,Wifi or something?!"

,,What? I never hear about something like that!"

,,Not even a buses?!"

,,Are you crazy or something?!" 

,,A supermarket?!"

,,What?" 

,,Did you have a Mcdonalds?" 

,,No! What are you talking!?" 

Fu Yao looked like he would faint and faint every time Nan Feng replied. Fu Yao took a deep breath.

,,Do you at least have a library?"

The last question sounded almost pleadingly desperate.

Nan Feng nods. 

Fu Yao let out a relieved breath. 

,,Lucky I thought I was going to die stupid!"

The others exchanged looks and were confused again. The mood for the autumn banquet was definitely gone. Everyone was more interested in Fu Yao. His appearance and behavior were different. ,,Somehow he'll have to get some accommodation," said Xie Lian and also came to Fu Yao. Mu Qing sighed. ,,I'll take him with me." However, nobody was surprised. One could imagine that Mu Qing took him with him because he looked too similar to the former Fu Yao and thus shook up some memories. Fu Yao took out his cell phone again and typed something, then pulled airpots out of his pocket and put it in his ears and turned on music. Everyone looked at him confused. Since Fu Yao's headphones were glowing, some backed away in confusion, while Nan Feng, rather curious, preferred to take a closer look.

Fu Yao looked at him. He took a pair of headphones out of his ear and held them out to Nan Feng. Nan Feng looked at the part confused. Fu Yao sighed and rolled his eyes before carefully placing the headphones in Nan Feng's ear. Nan Feng winced when he heard strange music in his ear. ,,What's this!? I hear strange noises from that part! "Fu Yao rolled his eyes." These are headphones that are connected to my device. What you hear is music, but probably different from what you know, "Fu Yao explained and looked on his cell phone. "Unfortunately, if I can't find a place to charge the device, the device will soon stop working", Fu Yao sighed in frustration. Nan Feng was confused and carefully reached for the headphones and touched them while listening to the music in amazement. Everyone looked curiously at Fu Yao's device.

Fu Yao then looked back at Nan Feng. "You really don't know something like that?" He shook his head. Fu Yao sighed and hung his head before he looked up again and Nan Feng came closer. "Tell me what's your name?", Fu Yao asked and saw him with his caramel golden eyes. Nan Feng looked at Fu Yao, it was unusual for him to have and see Fu Yao so close. He couldn't forget how the former Fu Yao even refused to be around, insulted him and fought him. But this Fu Yao was curious and did not seem to have any rivalry with him, on the contrary, it even seemed that Fu Yao was interested.

,,Nan Feng", Nan Feng looked away. 

Pei Ming whistled in the background. ,,Hoho, somebody doesn't seem to be used to being close to their long-term rival," he laughed. Fu Yao was now confused. ,,I don't even know him," he said. But Xie Lian then explained everything to Fu Yao. In the end, Fu Yao was the one who was completely confused. ,,So you're telling me there was someone who looked like me and was named exactly like that. But he died five months ago and I'm almost like a mirror image?" Fu Yao tried to understand correctly. He only got a nod in response. On that day the autumn banquet had dissolved with many questions and confusion. Fu Yao was taken to the room where his predecessor had lived. Fu Yao looked around the small room. It was cozy and yet it was actually how Fu Yao would furnish his room. Neat. In the evening he sat on the windowsill and stared at the sky.