Bai Shuang forced a bitter smile and said, "I don't have much fame anymore. In fact, even if I become your teacher and teach you some things, I can't help you with anything else. The connections I had in the industry have all been cut off...
Even, they might all think I'm already dead."
"That's not important... Teacher, although I don't know exactly what you've been through, things will get better from now on!
My mom used to be just as pessimistic as you... always afraid that if something happened to her, I would be left with no one to rely on. But in the end, we also got through it... Living means we must always be filled with hope!
In the future, all of us will be fine."
Bai Shuang felt as if a beam of light had suddenly illuminated her dark life.
That light was very warm.
When the two walked out of the room, the atmosphere between them seemed especially good.
