Gu Qixiao struggled to accept a certain harsh reality in his heart.
"He's not a substitute? Then what, am I the substitute instead? I will never, under any circumstances, be anyone's substitute. We knew each other before all of this happened."
If they already knew each other, then this situation shouldn't be like this.
"That's right, it's exactly as you're thinking. You're the one who's the substitute. Otherwise, why do you think we ever crossed paths?"
These words sent Gu Qixiao into a state of frenzy. He couldn't believe he'd ever serve as someone's substitute.
"What is so great about him? I refuse to believe that I'm a substitute for someone like him. Tell me what makes him so great, and then maybe I'll believe you."
He felt as though an arrow had pierced his chest, convinced that something about this situation was fundamentally wrong.
