Bu Xianxian's eyes brightened as if she had found a like-minded person. She immediately chimed in, "Right, right. That's right. Every time someone says I look like her, I actually don't feel good about it. Why don't they say she looks like me? My parents gave birth to me like this, who have I done wrong to?"
Shi Shaochuan laughed dryly. "But the two of you really look very alike. Only your mouth looks different from hers."
Bu Xianxian remarked frankly, "I can tell that you dislike her a lot, too. Then, you must feel frustrated looking at this face of mine. Forget it, I'll be going back first."
She only just turned around when Shi Shaochuan stopped her. "Wait."
Bu Xianxian's lips curled into a faint smile. She turned and asked, "What's wrong?"
