The more I think about it, the more terrifying it becomes...
Yu Xiajing shuddered all over: "Cici, don't scare me..."
"Xia Jing, did I really overthink this?"
"Although you do tend to overthink, once you mentioned it, I remembered. Auntie's hands really don't look like those of a cello player..."
Saying this, she uncomfortably twisted her eyebrows: "But, I don't know about anything else, yet I have seen your mother's photos. It's not just similar, it's exactly the same, don't you think?"
"That's exactly it..."
Gu Qianqian's eyes dimmed slightly, and she asked Yu Xiajing again: "Do you think there really could be people in the world who look exactly alike?"
"It's not impossible, after all, there are twins in the world!"
Gu Qianqian: "..."
Twins?
But if it were twins, would it be necessary to impersonate one's own mother?
