Ten minutes later.
Lu Xiu's long legs, clad in jeans, were pressed together as she lay rigid on the soft sofa like a salted fish that had lost all hope.
After a flurry of activity,
she had finally dealt with all those annoying messages.
But she didn't much want to live anymore.
All she had done was take part in one group battle, and she had nearly become an idol!
What was any of this?
"If I'd known, I wouldn't have joined the group battle—"
Lu Xiu rolled onto her side and buried her face in a cushion as she complained. Then she caught herself—no, she probably couldn't have refused the group battle in the first place.
It's all the system's fault!!!
And that short goddess's!!!
The faint clink of cups and saucers came from the kitchen.
Shen Nian was humming an unfamiliar tune as she made tea for Lu Xiu, clearly in an excellent mood.
Jian Li, meanwhile, crouched in front of the sofa, her pale legs pressed together beneath her skirt and her hands resting on her knees as she stared blankly at Lu Xiu.
Seeing Lu Xiu look as though life had lost all meaning, she seemed to want to comfort her. But she opened her mouth and couldn't think of what to say.
After all, it would just be another variation of "don't let it bother you."
And Lu Xiu didn't seem willing to listen anyway.
In the end,
Jian Li said nothing. She merely reached out with cool fingers and gently undid Lu Xiu's ponytail.
As the hair tie slipped free,
Lu Xiu's dark hair spilled down like a waterfall.
Jian Li gently ran her fingers through Lu Xiu's silky hair again and again, occasionally pressing her fingertips against her scalp as though giving her