"Hmm." Wei Jinyi not only looked puzzled, but also seemed somewhat worried.
Wei Ruo remained silent for a while, then glanced toward the car window on the side, and slowly began, "Do you believe in the existence of souls, second brother?"
"I'm not sure, but I hope that they do exist," Wei Jinyi said.
"I think they do, because I have memories of my past life," Wei Ruo said.
Wei Jinyi looked at Wei Ruo, showing no strange expression at such a remark.
It seemed he thought it quite normal for such a thing to happen to Wei Ruo.
"In my past life, my father was just like that little girl's father - addicted to alcohol, gambled, and would even beat his wife and children. So when I saw that little girl, it felt like I was looking at my past self," she opened up.
Wei Jinyi's eyebrows furrowed, and he extended his hand, gently resting it on the back of Wei Ruo's hand.
