When Mr. Su Bai left the ward and reached the hospital entrance, Jie Bing also happened to drive up to signal him to get in the car.
After getting in the car, he habitually lit a cigarette, not minding at all that he was dirtying Jie Bing's car, bordering on challenging someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Jie Bing just frowned slightly, but didn't say anything, and there really was no need to say anything.
"Those two, they still firmly believe that the girl exists," Mr. Su Bai said as he shook the ash from his cigarette out the window, "They're beyond hope."
"Different heights offer different views," Jie Bing felt like he was becoming a life coach, but he knew well that Mr. Su Bai was well aware of the situation and simply wanted to express his feelings for the sake of expressing them.
"It's different," Mr. Su Bai shook his head, "It's not that simple, they're not that stupid, they're not ignorant masses."
