"Phew..."
He let out a long sigh full of distractions.
After a while, Jiang Hui's muddled thoughts calmed down.
Whether it was a blessing or a curse, he couldn't avoid it if it was one.
If that dark heart really had something to do with him, even if he wore out his mind, it would be of no use.
And if it had nothing to do with him, why should he ponder so much?
That would just be a waste of his time.
Besides, thinking was never his strong suit.
Mockingly laughing at himself, he realised that he understood a lot more than before.
Indeed, even in his previous life, therapists said that with his personality, even if a pig was depressed, he would never be. The envy in their words was clear.
In the past, Jiang Hui thought that the therapists were mocking him. But now, he realised they might have truly been envious.