"Jiaojiao, I have an idea. Do you think Bai Jiao'er and Little Jue are our previous lives? Although I can't prove this conjecture, I keep having this feeling," Quan Jue suddenly said.
His words made Chi Jiao's heart flutter.
It felt as if someone had suddenly pointed out the exact same thought that she had been hiding in her heart.
And that someone was Quan Jue. They actually thought of the same thing.
Chi Jiao didn't know how to describe this tacit understanding between them. She increasingly felt that Quan Jue's words made sense.
However, she was still rational. After taking a deep breath, she asked, "Are we really that fated?"
"She Qi can live for so many years. Xu Ye still has Bai Wanxi's remnant consciousness in his body. Jiaojiao, nothing is impossible in this world," Quan Jue said.
Chi Jiao's heart was in turmoil.
