Feng Guang felt as if a cat's claws were scratching at her heart. If he had shown even a little sadness or dissatisfaction, she would not feel so depressed and frustrated, with nowhere to vent her frustration.

He chuckled softly, "Fengguang, let's stop talking about my illness. Let's talk about what brings you here today."

She looked up in surprise.

“From the moment you walked in, I knew you were hiding something.” His thin lips curved into a handsome smile, and his eyes seemed to sparkle. “Feng Guang, it’s easy to guess what you’re thinking. I can always tell what you’re thinking just from your face.”

Not to be outdone, she retorted, "Since you say you can tell what I'm thinking, then tell me."

"You want to ask about my identity... no, to be precise, about Han Chen's identity, right?"

She opened her mouth in surprise, "How did you know?"

“It’s not hard to guess. Today is Monday, and I think… the responsible student council president won’t miss class. As long as Feng Guang meets him, he will definitely know that I am not Han Chen.” He paused slightly and said apologetically, “I’m sorry that I didn’t tell you that I wasn’t Han Chen before because I was afraid that you would ignore me after you knew my identity. Feng Guang, I want a friend.”

“I don’t blame you for this.” Her emotions were mixed. “After all, you’ve never admitted to me that you are Han Chen. I’m the one who mistook you for someone else.”

"But perhaps... Feng Guang will not think that way after hearing what I'm about to say."

She looked up in confusion. "What are you trying to say?"

"The reason Feng Guang came to see me today must be because Han Chen asked you to come and ask me about our relationship, right?" His smile was dazzling.

Having his thoughts read, Feng Guang nodded sheepishly, "That's right, he's the one who asked me to come."

“I think that after Feng Guang found out that Han Chen and I are not the same person, he must have guessed that we are twin brothers. But Han Chen must have refuted your guess. Maybe... Feng Guang will think that I don’t get along with him.”

"Yes..." Undeniably, everything she thought was right.

He stood by the window, tall and slender, the sunlight bathing him, giving him an indescribable ethereal and otherworldly air, as if he were a god. He smiled in the warm sunlight, "My name is Han Qi, this is a belated self-introduction. As for Han Chen... everything is just as Feng Guang guessed, he is indeed my clone."

Hearing this answer, Feng Guang wasn't surprised at all. She was captivated by his smile, and after a long while, she asked uncertainly, "Was creating a clone... because your health wasn't good, so your parents wanted to cultivate another successor?"

“Fengguang, you’re only half right.” He shook his head gently.

"half?"

"No matter how advanced technology becomes, people may be able to easily reach outer space, or easily use medical means to change a person's memory, or artificial intelligence may replace human jobs... But there is one thing that still has a flaw, and that is that the lifespan of cloned humans will never be very long."

A hint of panic flashed in her eyes, "My lifespan... won't be very long?"

She realized something, and this realization terrified her even more than when she discovered that Han Chen was just a clone of Han Qi.