Ye Xiaoxiao opened her eyes with difficulty and glanced at Yang Ruoyan. Her eyes were full of tears, and she was really in a trance. She kept chanting in her hoarse voice:

"Everything is gone. I have nothing. It turns out that I was so stupid and made myself so embarrassed. In the end, I had nothing."

When Yang Ruoyan heard this sentence, he was suddenly touched. Why did Ye Xiaoxiao's words sound like he was talking about himself?

She also has nothing now. Everything that should have belonged to her was wiped out in two months. Now, the only child who belongs to her, like Ye Xiaoxiao, is about to disappear.

"Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid. Even if there is nothing, I will still be your friend. If you have any difficulties, I can try my best to help you.

But you must be strong now. No matter what happens to you, since you have chosen this path, you have to finish it even if you kneel down. There is no one in the sky who can guide you. My experience may be worse than yours. What do you think?

Do you want to listen?"

Ye Xiaoxiao's beautiful eyebrows were deeply furrowed with a look of worry, and her hissing moans could tell that she was already enduring the pain to the extreme.

He held Yang Ruoyan's hand and pulled it tightly, his palms covered with cold sweat, and he shook his lower lip in pain and nodded.

Yang Ruoyan smiled lightly, peeled off a piece of chocolate with her teeth, and stuffed a small piece into her mouth.

Wei Wei narrated her own experience, hoping to use her story to divert her consciousness and relieve her pain.

"Fifteen years ago, I was very ignorant and didn't know anything, but my family has undergone tremendous changes...

In the end, I became penniless, homeless, abandoned by my boyfriend, and my father severed the father-daughter relationship with me, but I still lived strong."

Yang Ruoyan slowly told the story from the beginning when she was 6 years old, picking out the most painful things and hoping that she would let her know that there are many people in the world who are more miserable than she is.

It was obvious that Ye Xiaoxiao also sympathized with her plight. Although she didn't say anything, her tears were telling herself that she must feel that she was worse off than her.

"I... admire you very much. You still have the courage to live. If it were me, I... would also be confused."

Ye Xiaoxiao endured the severe pain in her lower abdomen, big beads of sweat dripping from her forehead, and spoke intermittently.

Yang Ruoyan pursed his lips and said with a bitter smile:

"Yeah, I thought I wouldn't survive, but I was lucky. There were two friends around me who cherished me very much.

They worry about something happening to me every day, advise me every day, and help me a lot, making me feel that at least I am not alone.

At least I should live for the people who still care about me, and live for the sake of living."

"You...are so kind! And you have friends, huh, I, I don't even have friends!"

Ye Xiaoxiao's emotions became excited again, and she was lamenting about her own affairs again.

"You and I, don't forget, when we were in school, you, me, and Coco were all the pretty girls in the school. We had a good relationship at that time.

But after you got a boyfriend, you stopped paying attention to us. If you are still willing to come back, Coco and I will still be your friends."

Ye Xiaoxiao looked at Yang Ruoyan with emotion, her eyes filled with the word 'thank you'.

Looking back on school life, it was so carefree.

"ah!"
Chapter completed!