Zuo Yiyi had said this before: no matter how hard Zhuang Nainai tried, she would never be able to fit into their world.
Now, Zhuang Nainai finally understood the meaning behind her words.
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They had remained silent for five minutes, but it felt like a century.
Both of them exchanged glances. Although they did not say anything, they were confronting each other through their determined and stubborn gazes.
At last, Zhuang Nainai suddenly felt like she was very ridiculous. She lowered her head and spoke again. "You aren't saying anything, so I'll take it that you agreeing to it."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out.
Her back was straight. The sadness that was written all over her was upsetting. Her messy footsteps initially became more and more stable as she landed her foot on the ground steadily with every step she took.
