"I am ill. My memories began to blur a long time ago, and I can no longer distinguish between what truly happened and what I merely imagined."
As Xin Su spoke, he looked Jiang Yuchi straight in the eye. His tone was as detached as if he were discussing someone else’s life, to the point where it gave Jiang Yuchi the illusion that she was a psychologist receiving a patient.
If she could, Jiang Yuchi wished she really were a psychologist. Then, she could adopt a gentle, objective tone and offer this "patient" before her some sound advice. Unfortunately, her knowledge in that field was clearly non-existent.
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