Xia Xixi said, after holding back the tears for a long time, she couldn't help but fall down again.

Bai Mo saw this young lady who was always high and straightened her back, arrogant and arrogant, and so sad.

The next second, Xia Xixi seemed to feel that crying was an embarrassing thing, and slowly bent down and curled up into a ball. This was a self-protection posture that lacked a sense of security.

She covered her eyes with one hand, bit the back of her hand and cried silently.

The quiet carriage isolated all the noise and bustle outside, leaving only this small world and a small voice of endurance.

a long time.

The crying gradually weakened.

Xia Xixi raised her face, and a piece of white paper quietly appeared in front of her.

It was handed over by Bai Mo.

"Thank you." Xia Xixi took it and wiped away the tears, as if something had been completely wiped out when the tears were wiped clean.

The girl who wiped away the tears representing weakness and endured the pain just now became the arrogant and arrogant Miss Xia again.

She said.

The voice is dull but calm and self-sustaining.

"Su Tong, thank you just now, isn't thank you for telling me the truth so that I won't be kept in the dark like a fool. It's not thank you for handing me this tissue after I finished crying..."

"But thank you, I looked in my eyes just now, without sympathy."

A person who is proud by nature does not need sympathy, no matter how far apart a person is, he or she does not need to be sympathetic. He or she only needs the object of confiding.

"Do you know why I hate Zhuang Shihua so much?"

Seeing Bai Mo who was silent but calm and calm, Xia Xixi suddenly had the desire to talk, and she talked to herself and opened the conversation.

“No one will hate another for no reason…”

Xia Xixi had a childhood sweetheart Wen Zhiyan who had extraordinary achievements in painting.

A national-level master once asserted that if he continues to move forward on this path, his future achievements will be immeasurable, and perhaps he will have the opportunity to represent China on the world stage in the future.

However, such a pride in heaven was broken by someone, and he could no longer raise his mind and would be ruined.

The person who can be called a bamboo horse by Miss Xia has an extraordinary family background. The future artist died like this. The Wen family was furious and naturally sent the culprit, the gangsters, to prison.

But Wen Zhiyan is a handsome young man with a gentle personality like a name, how could he get involved with those gangsters?

No matter how the Wen family asked, Wen Zhiyan kept silent, as if he was protecting someone.

In the end, he only told Xiao Qingmei Xia Xixi.

It turns out that Wen Zhiyan is because...

Zhuang poetry and painting.

It was from Wen Zhiyan's mouth that Xia Xixi learned about Zhuang Shihua for the first time—

Wen Zhiyan said that he accidentally met Zhuang Shihua while going out to sketch. He felt that she was beautiful and pure, so he drew her appearance and made a relationship.

Wen Zhiyan said that his arm was injured because Zhuang Shihua's gambler's father, who lost all his money and owed a lot of debts, wanted to sell her to an underground gambling house to pay off the debt. He was impulsive...

Wen Zhiyan said that he was going abroad to treat his arm and try to see if he could recover. He hoped that Xia Xixi kept what he said today and would never tell his family, so as not to harm Zhuang's poems and paintings.

It is precisely because of Xia Xixi's commitment to Wen Zhiyan that Zhuang Shihua avoids being vented by the Wen family.

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Chapter completed!