My heart suddenly hurt a little.
As if I were enduring the torture of a thousand needles piercing me.
My nails bent and snapped from pressing so hard, yet I felt no pain.
The wind all around me was still.
It was as if these winds belonged to a different world from mine. My feelings remained unsettled for a long time as I tried to see through the calm mask Ye Qingxian wore—a mask that could shatter me on the spot.
Ye Qingxian seemed at a loss. She reached for my hand. "Stop squeezing it. Let me have a look first."
I flung my arm away. "Senior Sister, I know I have no right to blame you, just as we've never been anything official to each other..."
"I also know I don't have a single good quality."
Ye Qingxian suddenly looked as if she were falling apart.
It was hard to imagine that the little girl in front of her, who seemed utterly broken, was the same person as her former Junior Sister...
"Junior Sister, calm down."
"Mm, just listen to me explain, okay?"
I didn't look at Ye Qingxian. Or maybe I simply couldn't take in a single word. My emotions had already been swinging wildly lately, and this sudden blow left me with nothing but doubts about my own pitiful worth.
I thought of countless details from the plot.
I also thought of how I was nothing but an insignificant cannon-fodder character.
I'd just thought of the Male Lead in the plot, the one who was a match made in heaven for the Female Protagonist.
Someone like him was surely more qualified to stand by her side.
Ye Qingxian's calls in my ear sounded urgent, and she seemed at a loss, but I couldn't hear a thing...
It