Meng Po shook her head.
"No."
"Perhaps you could say that you chose me back then, so in the future, I chose you in return."
"Perhaps this is just cause and effect."
"If you hadn't chosen to keep me by your side and bring me over there back then, I wouldn't have had the chance to find you with my own hands in the vast sea of people."
Meng Po's gaze was profound, and her voice carried a trace of the vicissitudes of life.
Wang Ye's expression gradually grew solemn. "Actually, sometimes I feel like I can't see through you at all."
"You act too low-key, and everything goes with the flow, yet every move has a clear target."
"At a certain moment, I even had an absurd thought that your wisdom isn't any lower than Lu Qing's."
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Meng Po laughed in spite of herself. "What are you thinking about? Such a mess."
"I'm just an old woman nearing the end of her years."
"Or perhaps a very kind old woman?"
By the end of it, even Meng Po herself felt a little guilty.
Yet Wang Ye clenched his teeth tightly. "That's why I called you granny back then, and you didn't dare to answer, acting so terrified."
Meng Po was full of kindness. "Seeing that you were too invested in your guess, I couldn't bear to crush your spirit and played along with you, so that you'd have more drive."
"Come on, call me granny again and let me hear it."
Wang Ye directly ignored Meng Po's teasing and asked his final question. "So, that person who is identical to me—"
"You probably already guessed it, didn't you?" Meng Po answered the question with another question.
Knowingly, Wang Ye nodded, let out a long sigh,