Shi Mei had never imagined that Shi Lingyan would still have the energy to think about such matters. Irritated, she began to struggle forcefully with both hands.
Shi Lingyan quickly let her go, his voice hoarse, "How can you be so naive?"
Shi Mei was slightly startled, "What do you mean?"
Shi Lingyan did not answer but instead said, "You haven't believed a single truth I've spoken, but you believe the lies. What's up with you?"
Shi Mei realized it all at once. She looked at his shoulder and raised her hand to lift the clothes on his left shoulder.
Indeed, it was smooth and flat!
On the side of his skin was a pinkish scar, about the size of two fingers, conspicuously stark against his light wheat-colored muscles.
Shi Mei finally understood and angrily accused, "You motherfucker lied to me!"
Saying so, she struggled fiercely, trying to rise.
