An Ning herself had many doubts about this question. 'I don't know why, I just feel like his eyes look so familiar to me, and the way he looks at me is so shocking. I can't explain why.'
'...' Mo Ang didn't respond, thinking to himself that indeed, they really are siblings, aren't they? An Ning hasn't seen An Xu in seven years, right? Now he seems completely different from before, yet she can still find a sense of reluctance in his eyes.
An Ning thought her husband was angry. 'Are you jealous? I promise I have no other thoughts about him.'
Mo Ang curled his lips. 'Don't worry, I won't be jealous!'
An Ning also curled her lips. 'You little man, did you find confidence in yourself from him?'
'It's not confidence!' Mo Ang said simply.
An Ning didn't delve into the implied meaning of his words and shifted to another topic. 'Will he die? He looked like he was barely alive. Is he a drug addict?'
Mo Ang thought for a moment and still gave an affirmative answer. 'Yes.'
