Finn held her slim waist tightly: “Don’t you believe me?”
“It’s not that you don’t believe you. I believe that what you say is true, but people’s moods will change. What you’re relying on for me now is a substitute. You don’t really like me, you just like her. I.”
“Why do you think so, even if you are like her, you are yourself, not a substitute for anyone.”
“So what will you do with your real past life lover?”
Finn touched her head: “Silly girl, there is no real past life lover, you are, but we can’t prove it.”
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