Xia Ye came over to push my head and laughed. I looked up at her and lowered my head to wipe my tears. I would never be weak, and I absolutely should not show weakness easily!
Alas, she felt depressed at the thought of how she got slapped, and her tears kept streaming down her cheeks.
Suddenly, a shrill voice came from a girl. It was from Xia Ye—
"Ah, Yuchi..."
Raising her head, she saw Yuchi Jinlan grab Xia Ye's wrist with one hand. She was really worried that if she used more force, her slender arm would be broken. Yuchi Jinlan turned her head to glance at me, who was squatting on the ground. She seemed a little annoyed.
"Did you make her cry?"
Xia Ye, whose two thin eyebrows were about to meet, hesitantly followed his gaze and looked at me. She wanted to explain, but changed her w
