Hua Chen's face darkened at her words. He said, enunciating each word, "I said—no. No one can understand me. Including you."
"Saying something like that is proof enough that you still haven't grown up, isn't it?" Shen Lang straightened her head, her vacant prosthetic eye once again staring forward. "But the fact is, there are people who understand you completely, even if you're unwilling to admit it. Your parents, for example... and her."
"But someone as arrogant and conceited as you probably has no idea what I'm talking about."
The last two words, "and her," were spoken so softly he couldn't hear them clearly. His mind was now a complete mess, as if a dense web had entangled itself around him, threatening to suffocate him.
