In the past, Mu Xue had never taken this cousin seriously. In her eyes, Mu Jingzhe was just a clown. In fact, she had considered it beneath her to even argue with her. They simply weren't from the same world, and this was a fact that everyone silently agreed on.
But now, things had changed. She and Mu Jingzhe were like archenemies. Mu Xue felt that if Mu Jingzhe lived well, she wouldn't live well. If Mu Jingzhe made something of herself, she probably wouldn't be able to lift her head.
Mu Xue didn't want to scare herself, but she didn't want to admit this reality either.
In the past, Mu Xue used to be the one who started trends among the young girls in the village. For example, student haircuts or dresses. All the girls in the village used to imitate her.
Mu Jingzhe had always imitated her too and made a fool of herself. But now, Mu Jingzhe had become the trend-setter in the village.
