Hua Ling found Zhan Sheng's words today strange, unusually talkative, and particularly sentimental.
"Zhan Sheng, don't overthink. We'll find a way to cure you. You've faced so many hardships before and pulled through; you'll definitely overcome this too!" Hua Ling comforted him.
Zhan Sheng said nothing, only smiled slightly, "Actually, you don't need to care about me. There's nothing about me worth caring about."
"Why do you say that about yourself?"
Zhan Sheng lowered his eyes slightly, "I don't remember anything. I don't even know who I am. I look unsightly, and I'm essentially a useless monster."
Hua Ling was taken aback, his eyes widened, somewhat angry, "I can't believe you'd think of yourself like that!"
"That's the truth."
