"Huh?" Lu Xiaoxiao froze for half a second at the question, then answered hesitantly, "I... I'm fine, really."
"Are you really fine?"
"I really am!"
Hearing Ji Yunhuai's concerned follow-up, Lu Xiaoxiao first felt a little like laughing, then her eyes began to sting.
Of course, it was only a tiny sting, nowhere near enough to make her cry.
In truth, Lu Xiaoxiao hadn't taken Song Chaoyue's bullshit to heart at all. Although he didn't treat her as family, to someone like her who had transmigrated into a novel, he was nothing more than a stranger, an utterly insignificant passerby who didn't deserve to take up space in her head.
So the little flicker of emotion Lu Xiaoxiao felt now was entirely because of Ji Yunhuai.
It wasn't sadness or hurt, just a little surprise and warmth at having someone take her feelings so seriously.
She suddenly realized that Ji Yunhuai seemed far more sensitive than he let on.
...Though, on reflection, that made perfect sense. Ji Yunhuai hadn't grown up in a happy environment, so how could he not be acutely aware of pain?
Lu Xiaoxiao, on the other hand, had grown so accustomed to being optimistic over the years that she no longer felt the sharp edges of certain kinds of pain.
Well, I guess we complement each other pretty nicely!
At that thought, Lu Xiaoxiao couldn't help smiling. She continued reassuringly, "Anyway, you really don't need to worry about me. I'm pretty easy to cheer up, and I already feel loads better after venting to you! Most of today wasn't much fun, but talking to you makes me happy. At least I got to end it on a good note~"
After saying that, Lu Xiaoxiao felt something wasn't quite right. She paused to think for a few