Long hair flowing...gentle as a flower...gentle as water...these words really don't seem to match her...

She was a little embarrassed, "Ahem, I..."

"I'm sorry, I have absolutely no other intention! It's just to prove the true meaning of the saying that people should not be judged by their appearance." The man looked frightened, interrupting her as if he was afraid that Tao Zi might misunderstand, and at the end, he emphasized like swearing.

, "Sister, it is said that a person cannot be judged by his appearance, but there is no need to care about his appearance. No matter what he looks like, his status as a goddess in my heart will not be shaken. His beautiful voice and gentle and delicate heart are enough to make up for the lack of appearance.

!Pan Changjiang is short, right? People say that everything that is concentrated is the essence! Napoleon is short, right? He is invincible..."

Tao Zi was about to roll her eyes. This person was more suitable to be the anchor of Soul Pact... She had to stop him before he cited Luo Yufeng as an example!

"Sir, I'm home, thank you." She doesn't need psychological counseling, she really doesn't need it...

"Arrived so soon?" He was surprised.

"Yes, thank you for your life-saving grace." She really clasped her hands together and said Amitabha.

He smiled, pulled over and said, "So my sister believes in Buddhism."

"Thank you. Goodbye." She got out of the car as if she was running away. She didn't have a younger brother, and she wasn't anyone's older sister. I wonder if this person was older than her, and calling each other her older sister made her scalp numb.

The people in the car watched silently as she got out of the car and hailed a taxi, and smiled quietly. It was interesting, really interesting...

When Tao Zi returned home, the house was dark. Obviously, he hadn't come back yet.

After turning on all the lights, I finally felt a sense of security. I went home and no longer had to be afraid...

For all these years, she has been alone.

It would be a lie to say that I have never been afraid.

No matter what, she is still a woman. She is afraid of being alone on festival nights; she is also afraid of the dark when walking alone at night; she is afraid of getting sick because there is no one to take care of her. However, she knows very well that no matter how scared she is,

No one would come to rescue her, so she could only move forward step by step with courage and fear.

She said to herself, hurry up! Hurry up! Just go home! There is no need to be afraid of going home...

She longs to go home more than anyone else. Although home is just an empty house to her, it is a hermit crab's nest and a snail's shell. As long as she goes in and hides herself, there will be no more fear...

Turn on the computer, sit cross-legged on the comfortable sofa, then turn on the TV, and there will be the sound of talking on the TV in the room. With music and so many sounds accompanying her, how can she still be afraid?

After eating a sweet preserved fruit, her empty stomach was comforted, and then drinking a glass of hot water. The warm and comfortable feeling came back. She smiled calmly and contentedly, and started typing, without thinking about why Ning Zhenqian was still here so late.

She didn't go home, let alone think about where he went. Maybe it was her habit... used to being alone...

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Chapter completed!