Chapter 23

Under the lamp, the two who used to chat idly all the time, were unusually silent.

Often, a person's pain and sadness stem from comparison, especially when it involves those close to them. Zhan Se knew clearly in her heart that her interview results had indirectly stirred up a bit of sourness in Du Xiaoren's heart.

However, for Du Xiaoren's predicament, she felt there was no better way to describe it than with Mr. Lu Xun's words—she lamented her misfortune and was angered by her lack of fight. She had given all the advice and comfort she could, what else could she do?

The clock ticked away the seconds, tick-tock, tick-tock—

For a whole hour, Du Xiaoren just sat on the bed, staring blankly, her fingers incessantly digging into the iron bed frame until they were red and raw, yet she remained oblivious.

Dammit!