Otherwise, how could such a stroke of good fortune have landed on me?
"Like a dream, an illusion, a bubble, a shadow, like dew or like lightning."
Bai Feifei started speaking in riddles, like a worldly master who had seen through the vanity of mortal affairs.
Sun Dasheng was utterly confused. Am I a substitute? Someone else's stand-in? This is a completely new experience.
"Giggle... Look at you, why are you so jealous? He's already gone, no longer in this world. Besides, when he was alive, we were never together, just very good friends. And honestly, even with the rosiest of rose-colored glasses, he wasn't as handsome as you are."
Bai Feifei stroked the muscles on his chest, clicking her tongue in wonder. "Who would have thought you'd look so skinny with clothes on, but be so well-built underneath."
