She blew the smoke out, and her lips pursed.
"What's good about leaving?" She took in another breath. "That's where I belong. People like you wouldn't understand. Some people were destined to belong there, like me. If I wasn't there, I wouldn't have been able to survive till now."
She didn't know whether it was resignation about life or self-mockery. Xia Ruoxin felt a wave of deja vu.
When she was forced to her wit's end by a man and was abandoned by her family—if not for Rainy, she would still be in that state; and no one would know whether she was dead or alive.
"You'll get better." Xia Ruoxin took Shen Wei's hand. "I know I'm not that competent, and there's not much I can offer; but as long as there are things I can help you with, I definitely will. I won't bat an eye even if it's to climb a mountain of swords or to jump into a pot of boiling oil."
