Lin Hui looked at Chen Kai with some dissatisfaction.
"Why can you still manage a smile? Don't you know that I'm utterly at my wit's end, unable to even cry? How is this even possible?"
"If I hadn't seen this person's face, I would just be silently upset, but seeing someone who looks exactly the same, yet isn't the one I miss, do you understand how that feels? Do you know how sad I am?"
Chen Kai let out a long sigh and helplessly shook his head.
"You're being a bit unfair to me, Yang Fan is a good friend of mine, I feel almost exactly the same way as you do."
Lin Hui shook her head in disbelief.
Chen Kai had no choice but to continue explaining.
"Your feelings for him are of adoration, my connection to him is through friendship, between these two feelings, which is the stronger? That's a philosophical question, and now isn't the time to discuss such topics. I just want you to know, I too have started to doubt Wang Xiaoyu's identity."
