At this point,
Wei Shengjin paused, his expression somewhat blank,
"It's hard for me to describe this feeling to you in words. It doesn't really matter much if you don't think deeply about it, since humans aren't creatures that live in the past. As long as the present is happy and free, it seems what or who we were in the past isn't important."
"But once I have some free time and my mind relaxes, I can't help but wonder... am I really Wei Shengjin? This question. I find it hard to convince myself, especially now that I'm seventy years old. I feel even more confused and more eager to know the answer..."
"I don't want to leave this world without knowing who I am."
Saying this, Wei Shengjin took off the large backpack he was carrying on his back and opened it.
Lin Xian saw that it contained a variety of outdoor equipment, survival tools, food, notebooks, and things resembling power sources...