Say it again, say it again, Wuwu.
Hearing Rong Zhan's words, sang Xia seemed to have finally compromised.
"It's fake."
"What?"
Rong Zhan furrowed his eyebrows.
Sang Xia took a deep breath. it's fake, fake, fake. She's fake.
"Who is the fake?"
"Qiu CI, Qiu CI is a fake!"
Sang Xia suddenly raised her head and looked at him.
Hearing this, Rong Zhan did not ask further. Qiu CI was not fake.
He knew and understood everything.
What else could be fake? identity, right?
however, the expression on his face did not change. he just looked at her steadily. after a long time, he suddenly opened his thin lips and said, " if she is fake, then who is the real one? "
Then who was the real one?
Sang Xia just looked at him, straight in the eye. Their eyes met, and neither of them spoke.
