Quan Jin: ??
[What exactly is wrong with me? I don't even know. Tell me, and I'll change. If I don't, you should push me to. I'm really willing to listen to you, sob sob sob...]
The voice grew louder, and the person speaking cried even more bitterly, as if life was no longer worth living.
Quan Jin: !!!
This seemed like...
[Gu... Xue... Li...]
[You wicked woman, you dig out my lungs, even my heart. You're torturing me to death.]
[Why can't you be a little nicer to me, Gu... Xue... Li...? Don't make me a substitute, okay? I can really like you, I will treat you well...]
[I care for you, I've never cared for anyone like this before.]
Quan Jin: ...
It went beyond seeming; he was 100% sure now that it was his own voice.
After getting drunk, he cried so sadly, even calling out Gu Xueli's name, saying he really liked her. It's simply...
Suddenly, life didn't seem worth it.
Utter social death.
