Another voice came, "Miss Xia seems to be in a bad mood."
The male voice was deep and powerful, and very pleasant to listen to.
Feng Guang turned her head and saw Han Chen. His face, which was exactly the same as Han Qi's, made her momentarily stunned. Then, she managed to force a smile and said, "It's you, Han Chen."
"Aren't you going to call me president?" Han Chen walked to her side, imitating her posture, leaning against the cold wall, looking ahead at a group of young men and women toasting and greeting each other.
Children from wealthy families know how to cultivate good relationships with others even before they reach adulthood, so as to find more advantages for themselves and their families in the future.
Han Chen's eyes narrowed into a sarcastic smile. He had seen similar scenes before when he was in the Han family, but no matter when he saw them, he always felt the same way: it was ironic.
Feng Guang withdrew her gaze from him and looked straight ahead. She casually said, "We're not at school now. You're not the student council president, and I'm not Li Hai's student. You're Han Chen, and I'm Feng Guang. We're peers, so of course I can call you by your name. Or... would you like to hear me call you Mr. Han?"
“Mr. Han? No need.” He chuckled softly, but his eyes held a cold, ambiguous smile. “There are already two Mr. Hans in the Han family. We don’t need another one.”
Feng Guang said without much emotion, "Then I'll still call you Han Chen."
"Okay." He turned his head slightly and smiled quietly at her. "Have you figured out my and Han Qi's identities?"
"Yes, I understand everything."
"Then let me hear what Miss Xia thinks."
Feng Guang looked up, the lights shimmering in her eyes like flowing light. "My feelings are very simple. I hope you can all survive."
"Miss Xia is indeed kind-hearted." Han Chen's words were flat, and it was impossible to tell whether he was genuinely praising her or being sarcastic. He said, "But you understand that this is an impossible thing."
One of them, Han Qi, must die, or both of them will die.
Regardless of the circumstances, Han Chen's life is destined to end. After all, his identity cannot be changed, and the lifespan of a clone is fixed. The only question is whether he will drag Han Qi down with him.
Feng Guang said, "I know it's impossible, but I can't help thinking it."
"To be honest, I'm a little surprised." Han Chen raised an eyebrow lightly, revealing a charming and flirtatious air. "I thought your relationship with him was quite deep, so of course you would want him to live."
As for him... he's just an insignificant person, not worth considering.
"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would wish for someone to die?" She finally straightened up and looked him straight in the eye, saying, "Han Chen, I only hope that you can all live. I don't want anyone to die, whether it's you, Han Qi, or anyone else I don't know. I have no reason to wish for someone's life to end. I'm not that vicious."
What reason would she have to wish death upon someone who has not committed any crimes? Everyone has a dark side, and she was no exception, but until things reached the final stage, she told herself that she could not have such thoughts.
Feng Guang is neither a bad person nor a good person; she is just an ordinary person.
Han Chen sensed her seriousness, which aroused a strange curiosity in him. He asked, "If I made you like me more than you like Han Qi, would your thoughts change? For example... would you desperately hope that I'm the one who survives?"
His smiling eyes concealed far too much darkness.
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