"You found them?!" Feng Xiang's voice rose with excitement.
"You found your wife and kid too?" He frowned, something feeling off—he and Jiang Che had grown up together, so how come he never knew Jiang Che had a wife or a child?
"Yeah." Jiang Che didn't see anything weird about it.
"Why does it feel so strange though?" He scratched his head, unable to pinpoint what was wrong for the moment.
"But your wife must be gorgeous. Whenever it works out, you gotta let us meet her." Since he couldn't figure it out, Feng Xiang just shook his head aside.
He'd known Jiang Che for ages and understood exactly what kind of person Jiang Che was.
There were plenty of patients in the mental hospital back then, but only the two of them could really connect and talk.
The other patients always insisted they weren't sick, thought everyone else was, and refused to bother with anyone else.
They never believed a word anyone else said.
But with him, no matter what he said, Jiang Che would believe him.
