Moreover, Ye Zimeng hoped Lu Xiaoxiao would open up and say everything on her mind.
A lot of feelings only needed to be let out.
Kept bottled up, they would only fester.
They would never bloom into beautiful flowers.
"Those are pretty harsh words."
Ye Zimeng's lips curved slightly.
"I know you didn't do it on purpose."
"But..."
Lu Xiaoxiao abruptly raised her head.
She instinctively wanted to argue with Ye Zimeng.
But Ye Zimeng was hurt.
Because of her...
Whether she'd meant to or not, the result was the same.
"Besides, you heard what the doctor said..."
Ye Zimeng glanced at her foot, which was propped up.
"Don't let the way I look right now fool you."
"There's nothing seriously wrong with my foot."
"Of course..."
"It's a little worse than yours."
A trace of amusement entered Ye Zimeng's voice.
"But it's fine."
Ye Zimeng shook her head slightly.
"The doctor said that as long as I rest properly, my foot will recover soon."
"I'm still young, after all."
"There won't be any lasting problems."
Ye Zimeng reached out as if to touch the cast on her foot.
"Hey."
Yu Yuer hurriedly spoke up.
"Don't move around."
Yang Jialing had already reached over and held Ye Zimeng's hand down.
"Ye Zi."
Yang Jialing looked displeased.
For Ye Zimeng to touch the cast on her foot, she would have to make quite a big movement.
She might end up aggravating her injury.
It was only the first day.
She'd just had a cast put on her foot.
She couldn't be too careful.
Otherwise, if the bone didn't heal properly, the girl wouldn't know where to cry.
Ye Zimeng smiled sheepishly.
She obediently sat up straight.
She cared about her foot more than anyone.
Even if