Before An Xiaoruo had time to raise her head, the only response she received was the muffled sound of the door closing.
At this moment, the tears had already flowed down uncontrollably. They were like pearls or crystals, dazzling under the refraction of the sun. The girl's face full of tears was so beautiful and sad that it didn't make people feel distressed.
I have never been a strong person, why do I pretend to be strong...
In the sunlit ward, a girl's low sobs could be heard.
The girl's cry was sad and heartbreaking.
All the strength is just a disguise. You obviously want someone to rely on, but you don't allow yourself to rely on it, because it will only make you weak. Once dependence becomes a habit.
Well, that would be a terrible habit.
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Therefore, I have been telling myself since I was a child that I need to become stronger, not to be protected by others, but to protect the people I like.
Protect the one you love?
Suddenly, An Xiaoruo's tears suddenly stopped as if her nerves had overreacted.
What about incurable diseases?
Aren’t people always going to die in this world?
What difference does it make if you die early or die late? (Tang Mohan: The eldest lady is really enlightened!)
Moreover, he still has people he wants to protect, Jing, Ye, Zhe, Zhuo... the twelve nobles... Aren't they all people he swore to protect from harm?
jingle!!!!!
The cell phone rang suddenly.
An Xiaoruo murmuredly opened the phone and found that it was an unfamiliar number, but still pressed the call button.
["Xiaoruo." On the other end of the phone was an extremely hoarse but still charming voice. An Xiaoruo was stunned for a moment, but tried hard to calm down and said, "What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
"What's wrong with you? Why do you hear something wrong with your voice? Are you crying?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Will I cry?" An Xiaoruo tried his best to look normal.
"Keep pretending." Even with such a calm voice, An Xiaoruo could still feel the oppression he brought. He was really a terrible person.
"..." An Xiaoruo knew that he had discovered Silence.
There was a stalemate like this for more than ten seconds. He broke the calm again and his voice was a little angry.
"Why don't you say anything! I asked you to sever ties with the twelve nobles, but you are so sad!"
"..."
An Xiaoruo knew that he had misunderstood, but he didn't want to explain anything. He just misunderstood.
"If you feel aggrieved, you don't have to get engaged to me, but... I will never let go of the Twelve Nobles."
"Ivan Xia!!!" An Xiaoruo finally broke out in silence.
"It's been a month and five days now. I hope you won't regret the decision you made!"