"An Ran, you have your own life now, your own world; you can actually live very well. There is no need to belittle yourself, my friendship, to you, actually isn't that important."
"It is very important." Ning Anran bit her lip forcefully, with tears glistening in the backdrop of her eyes: "You know I don't have friends, even in the Mu family, no one aside from Grandpa will truly care for me."
Baili Xia turned her face away, not looking at the tears in her eyes, her gaze landing on an obscure corner: "It was all your own choice."
"I've never made any choices, yet, here I am at this juncture."
She really never made any choices, and still things have reached this point, why doesn't Baili Xia understand, insisting on pinning all faults on her?
"Xiaxia, I beg you, please don't give up on me, don't reject me, we can still be friends."
"Can we not resume our past relationship, stay together nicely?"
