All right, that was just a matter of personal style. There was nothing wrong with appreciating it from another angle.
What Su Qiao was worried about was that, without proper guidance, his bleak inner world would continue to wither, trapping him in an abyss of misery and driving him to extremes.
Su Qiao's gaze fell upon the faintly visible mountains in the distance, and she said with a hint of emotion:
"It's just that you haven't experienced very much yet. Your horizons and your inner world aren't broad enough. Your heart is confined to a tiny world, so you find things difficult and feel that certain obstacles are impossible to defeat or overcome."
"Once you've experienced more, perhaps you'll understand that what you're facing now is merely a minor setback in your life. It doesn't even qualify as a storm."
Su Qiao had once again played the part of an understanding big sister.
She acted so mysterious, too, as if she really knew what she was talking about.
Hmph, she made it sound better than any song.
444 curled its lips in the space.
Someone who always preferred throwing a punch to saying a word, whose generosity was barely wider than a needle's eye, and who took revenge over the slightest grievance had the nerve to say that?
Hmph, did she think everyone else was stupid? Did she really think someone would believe her just because she spouted some worn-out cliché?
What followed was the fastest face-slapping scene in history.
"I'll remember that."
Jiang Yihan had listened very seriously, and his answer was equally earnest.
He felt that no matter what happened, once it reached the girl before him, it seemed to stop being a serious problem.
It was as if, even if the sky collapsed, she could hold it