Chapter 987 We’ve Met Before

"And what am I like?" I asked, looking at him. He averted his gaze, looking up at the pitch-black sky. The night sky in Tully City was indeed clearer and more beautiful than in Lake City. Though not filled with stars, a few could still be seen scattered across the sky. "Someone who distinguishes right from wrong clearly and is even capable of feigning love," he spoke softly as if muttering to himself. He spoke matter-of-factly, like he was bitterly stating a fact. My heart twitched in pain, surprised at his words. He looked up at the stars, his clearly defined jawline emanating loneliness and solitude. He... had always known that those days in the bamboo house were an act. A sour taste filled my mouth as I took a breath. "Then, do you hate me?" After a few seconds of silence in the air, he finally spoke softly, "I don't know. But for someone like me to have been loved, even if it was a pretense… I guess I'm fortunate, aren't I?" I did not know how to respond. I felt a blockage i