Shirley was deeply disappointed. “You really are unsuitable for an intimate friendship.”

Alex complained, “You’re the one pestering me incessantly. Do you want me to make up a story for you? Not to mention the situation at that time, that guy from the outside realm wanted to replace your soul by deliberately creating illusions. The blood that you saw may not be real either.”

Alex had said so and thought so.

Hence, what he saw might not have been Shirley’s genuine childhood.

Shirley frowned a