[Visibly, he sort of bristles; both shoulders go stiff and up. Huaisang isn't wrong. About either point. Jin Guangyao was crafty. And the three of them...
Life happened to the three of them.
Quickly, he again looks away in the opposite direction. Both hands come to rest on the wooden banister in front of him, and the fingers grip it tightly for a second or two. When he pulls back, he twists Zidian around and around his finger.]
We were given different paths. There wasn't any room to continue to be children.
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Life happened to the three of them.
Quickly, he again looks away in the opposite direction. Both hands come to rest on the wooden banister in front of him, and the fingers grip it tightly for a second or two. When he pulls back, he twists Zidian around and around his finger.]
We were given different paths. There wasn't any room to continue to be children.