"What's the matter with you coming to me?" Xia Xiaoxi put the book in her arms and looked at her questioningly. If it was to humiliate her again, then there's no need. What kind of person is she?
She knows best in her heart, and there is no need for others to point fingers at her.
She finally saw this friend clearly. No matter how hard she said to attack her, she would never cry pitifully like before.
"Xiao Xi, are you angry with me?" Yang Qi took Xia Xiaoxi's hand and looked at her innocently.
"Ha!" Xia Xiaoxi threw her hand away and couldn't help but sneered. Angry? Does she have the right to be angry? When she misunderstood her, she didn't even listen to the explanation and just closed the door and left her outside.
, one cried sadly.
"Xiao Xi, please don't be angry with me, okay?" Yang Qi looked at her with an embarrassed look on her face, a bit pleading.
"Xiaoqi, I'm not angry with you, it's just that we are no longer friends." Xia Xiaoxi shook off her hand again and said coldly. She lowered her eyes, suddenly feeling that she was a little ridiculous and ironic.
"Xiao Xi, please don't be like this, okay? I know I misunderstood you. I shouldn't have listened to other people's nonsense at the beginning. I should have believed you. It's just that I was too angry that you left without saying goodbye. Later...
." She looked happy, but also a little bit guilty. She was crying and wanted to cry but couldn't.
"Xiao Qi, don't you think it's too late for you to say these words? Aren't good friends supposed to be considerate and trust each other? When you slapped me, why didn't you think about this? Think about it, I am
Shouldn't there be other difficulties?" She took a deep breath and tried her best to push herself up so as not to feel any uneasiness, even though her heart had begun to throb vaguely.
Her arrival reminded her of her black-hearted father, how unbearable the pain of love was. Who would want to have such a father? Who would be willing to do things they don’t want to do at all, but she, she is
She had no choice but to encounter such a thing, but no one was willing to stand up, sympathize with her, comfort her, or throw cold water on her without mercy, making her heartache and cold again and again.
In the past month or so, too many things have happened, so much that she can't remember exactly what happened? However, she doesn't care now, no matter what, all of this is her life, she is willing