"Yes, I lived like a walking corpse, dedicating all my energy and time to studying. Only by not giving myself even a sliver of free time could I forget that painful experience, could I stop recalling how much pain was weighing down on me." Jian Shuyao's tears fell like broken pearls.
Yan Qingruo hugged her tightly, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for bringing up your sorrow."
Jian Shuyao smiled through her tears, "Don't blame yourself, Ruoruo. I'm really upset myself, and crying like this actually makes me feel much better."
Yan Qingruo looked at her brave smile, but her heart ached sharply.
She grasped Jian Shuyao's hands, "Now that you're back, how about not leaving again? At least you have me here, and Chuxia, we both care about you a lot. Together we can look out for each other, right?"
Jian Shuyao nodded incessantly through her tears, "Mhm, I know, I know that with you all by my side, I can forget those pains and face life anew."