I looked at Qianqian beside me and asked softly, "Did he say anything else besides telling you to come save us?"
"Yes. He said you were too quick to trust others, and that was fatal. He said that aside from yourself, you couldn't trust anyone. Even if he appeared before you, you couldn't trust him! Of course, you couldn't even trust me, because you would never know whether the person standing before you—the one you believed you could trust—was really that person."
That sounded rather familiar. Hadn't he said those exact words to me himself?
No. Although the words sounded the same, there was no way to know whether they had truly come from the same person.
"He appeared here just now too!" I said.
Qianqian narrowed her eyes at me. "Really?"
When she narrowed her eyes, I found them incredibly captivating. I hurriedly looked away. "Yes."
"I don't know. He didn't mention it. But are you sure the person you saw was really him? Even I'm not sure whether the person I saw was truly him. But he said you were in danger, so I had to do something. I had to come."
Qianqian's words left me even more unsettled.
I had been through so much truth and falsehood that I had become numb. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say I was on the verge of breaking down.
"Then are you real?" I asked her.
She countered, "What do you think?"
What could I think? I couldn't tell at all.
For one thing, I hadn't actually spent much time with Qianqian. For another, I had deliberately avoided getting close to her before. After all, there were already enough women around me, and my relationships with them were a tangled mess. Even I couldn't figure out what kind of