"It's indeed different," he said as his smile began to fade.
"What's so different? We're both women," An Xiaoning continued to ask.
"You can't be compared to her, understand?"
His words seemed like a million daggers stabbing her heart.
"Well, more like she can't be compared to me, for I am uniquely myself," said An Xiaoning proudly. Though still smiling, she was startled and confused by his response.
Feeling a little uneasy, she closed her eyes after finishing her sentence. "I'm tired," she said, pulling the sheets up to her neck.
The bright rays of the fresh morning sun shone in, waking An Xiaoning from her sleep. She got up for breakfast in the living room and called the estate agency, expressing her interest in the house along Dongpo Road.
