Qiao Qiao slapped Su Hongxing on the shoulder. "Wow, you can still crack jokes at a time like this."
"What else? Should I cry?" Su Hongxing suddenly spoke with a tinge of emotion: "Think about it. Back in the icehouse, I watched Ye Qilan die right in front of me. At that moment, I thought, if he could be okay, I'd do anything."
And the result? Ye Qilan really came back fine—so fine that there were two of him now. She felt like fate was playing a cruel joke on her.
"Don't overthink it. Just go with the flow. Them living together might actually be good; it gives you a chance to observe which one you love more." Qiao Qiao shot Su Hongxing a knowing look. "Or maybe, you might discover you love them both."
Su Hongxing froze for a moment, without responding.
She was sure she had deeply loved Ye Qilan once, but that belonged to her past life.
