"I don't want to talk to them either."
A familiar voice, familiar words...
Song Chuxia pressed a hand to her forehead.
Hadn't the topic returned to where it started?
Her friends' opinions ran counter to her own wishes.
Song Qianqian's guilt grew deeper and deeper as she kept rejecting her friends' earnest advice.
Song Qianqian couldn't do as her friends wished.
She could only make her life more distant from theirs.
It was much like how many people chose to pour out their hearts online...
That was probably about the same principle, right?
Song Chuxia finally gained some understanding of Song Qianqian's way of thinking.
Although the impression that Song Qianqian was a strange person in her mind hadn't changed much because of it.
"...Is that all you wanted to say?"
After waiting for a while and realizing that Song Qianqian had fallen silent again, Song Chuxia struggled to restrain her urge to roll her eyes.
"I'd like to ask you for a favor."
Song Qianqian folded her hands over her abdomen.
She showed a touch of refined elegance.
A favor?
Song Chuxia tapped her own head.
Right.
Song Qianqian had said so earlier.
She wanted Song Chuxia to help her with something...
Song Chuxia tapped her own head again.
She deeply realized...
Emotions really did affect the brain's normal functioning.
Song Qianqian had clearly said it only a short while ago, yet Song Chuxia had almost forgotten.
Probably... all she had been thinking about was getting Song Qianqian to leave.
"What kind of favor?"
A trace of wariness arose in Song Chuxia's heart.
Anyone would instinctively grow guarded when a stranger asked them for help.
Especially in the situation she was facing now.
How strange.
Song Qianqian had actually found her dormitory just to