Looking at Gu Yao's face, Jiang Zheyu thought that one's personality really did determine one's looks. It was the same face, but Gu Yao had seemed morbidly ill. Now that it was someone else, he looked exceptionally attractive.
Her gaze lingered, focused on his face.
Jiang Yi paused, then slowly raised a hand to cover her eyes. His voice was soft. "Don't remember this face."
This was the face of a Star Thief, and Jiang Yi didn't want her to grow fond of it.
Jiang Zheyu's long lashes fluttered. She nodded in agreement. "I can tell the difference. You're not him."
A soft chuckle sounded from above her head.
"I'm going to jump from here in a moment. Don't be afraid," Jiang Yi instructed. He placed his hands on her shoulders and turned her around so her back was to him. "This is the body of a Star Thief's Biorobot. You don't need to feel sorry for it."
After saying this, Jiang Yi let go of Jiang Zheyu's arms. He leaned straight back and plummeted from the top of the tall building.
