He couldn't stand his child being a fool.
But on second thought, if his child was very smart, he would feel repelled.
Li Zhiyuan: "I shouldn't have any children."
"Are you sure?"
Li Zhiyuan: "Because I don't like kids."
Silhouette: "Neither do I."
Li Zhiyuan tilted his head up, looking at the silhouette standing in front of him, and asked:
"So, is this why you've visited me many times but never intervened?"
The silhouette didn't answer.
"Did you hate me initially?"
The silhouette still didn't answer.
"Or is it that you hate your past self?"
This time, the silhouette finally spoke, "Stop talking, I've started to feel nauseous."
"Sorry to have disgusted you."
"It's fine, that was before. Chatting with you feels quite nice now."
"After leaving here, can I still chat with you?"
"Probably not, the place where I reside, you won't find."
"That's really a pity."
"Let me get you out first."
"Alright."
The silhouette reached out, and Li Zhiyuan handed over his hand.
