Wen Xiao'ai picked up the card that had fallen onto her lap and looked at it.
"Why is there a photo of me and my name on it?"
"This is an ID card, yours." He held her, looking at the ID card in Wen Xiao'ai's hand, a smile on his lips.
"ID card?"
"Yes, it's an identification document. We humans use this to prove our identity. With this, you are just like us."
"Really like you?" Wen Xiao'ai looked up at him, obviously doubtful.
"Yeah, if I say you're the same, you are."
Wen Xiao'ai looked at him, feeling both bitter and sour inside, tears welling up but held back.
She lowered her eyes again to look at the ID card in her hand, her finger tracing the likeness of herself on it.
She looked truly happy there.
Wen Xiao'ai stared at her ID card, studying it for a long, long time, reluctant to put it away.
Jun Moyan also watched along with her for a long, long time…
Wen Xiao'ai sniffed, temporarily setting the ID card aside, then picked up a small notebook on her lap and opened it.
