C61 The More Normal It Is the More Abnormal It Is

Shen Muhuai sat across from me. The bright and transparent sunlight shone through the window, scattering mottled and flickering lights on his body.

His slender fingers supported my chin as he looked at me with his sharp eyes. "Are these the tears of a crocodile?"

I rolled my eyes at him and snappily replied, "What crocodile's tears? Can't you see that I'm feeling sorry for him