"I don't know what you're talking about," Yang Pujun replied calmly in the face of Guo Xuehua's questioning.
Guo Xuehua seemed even more convinced of her guess and continued, "The first time I saw Yang Chen by chance in the orphanage, I felt like I had seen that young man somewhere before, as if he were someone from my past, but I couldn't figure out who. I didn't dwell on it. Today, when I went to ask him to save Lie'er, I also felt a strange connection when I saw him... I can't understand why even though I don't know him, I feel this inexplicable bond with him..."
Guo Xuehua chuckled bitterly, "Only a confused mother like me would fail to recognize her own child. Just now when I saw you, I suddenly remembered, doesn't Yang Chen's appearance resemble yours when you were young? Although the features are not exactly the same, the contours are almost identical, your eyes, your nose bridge, almost identical..."
