No feelings?
Xue Xi was stunned. She did not understand what this compensation meant.
Cen Bai seemed to be used to it. He lowered his eyes and slowly said, "When I was five years old, my grandfather passed away. When my grandfather was alive, he was especially good to me. At that time, Mom supported me and told me I could cry, but I could not cry. Mom said that I would never see my grandfather again. Wasn't I sad? But I really wasn't sad at all."
Cen Bai smiled bitterly. "Later, Mom thought that it's because I was still young, but as I got older, she realized that something was amiss with me. She brought me to see many doctors, and in the end, the conclusion she obtained was that I had no feelings. I was not capable of feeling love or hatred. It was the same whether they're my parents or just strangers. I'm just a living corpse."
After he said this, confusion flashed across Cen Bai's eyes.
