Inside the coffee shop booth, two people who’d once loved each other, sat face to face, staring at each other in silence.

Liao Jiayi opened his mouth to say, “Xinxin…”

“What’s your final decision?” Zhen Xin interrupted Liao Jiayi’s words and directly asked.

“I’ve thought a lot over the past few days. I can’t deceive you. Right now, there’s somebody else inside my heart,” Liao Jiayi said bluntly.

“Is it the person in the game called Thousand Years Immortal?” A strange look flitted past Zhen Xin’s eyes.

“Right.” Liao Jiayi nodded.

Zhen Xin took a sip of coffee as if she was trying to hide the odd expression on her face. “Then, do you know Thousand Years Immortal? Have you seen her before? How do you know if they’re a man or a woman?”

Liao Jiayi hesitated before answering her, “She’s female, I’ve heard her voice before. Her thoughts are very similar to mine, and I think she likes me.”

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