"Yangyang, you're right. All these years I've lived like a decaying maggot, doing so many things against my conscience and morals. Every day, my heart suffers torment, but even so, what have I gained? Nothing. If it weren't for you, I'd still be in the dark, and maybe I'd be the next Sean. Once Gong Xue'er's drug research is successful and she escapes far away with Lu Haotian, the next one they'll want to silence is definitely me."
Xia Yangyang listened quietly.
She increasingly felt she could sense Jiang Han's inner loneliness.
Actually, after Xia Yangyang lost her memory and found out everything Gong Xue'er did to her.
Once she knew what she herself had gone through over the years.
Xia Yangyang's mood was probably the same as Jiang Han's right now.
Thus, Xia Yangyang empathized with Jiang Han's suffering.
This kind of despair cannot be feigned.
