Feeling down is an emotionally draining sentiment.
Instead of sulking, you might as well do something constructive.
A hand rested on her head, taming her wild hair with a gentle push downwards before stroking it in the direction of her ponytail.
Lu Jingzhi knew, her sister was comforting her.
"I'm not a child." She grumbled lightly, but willingly leaned her head into the comforting hand.
She used to have many friends who liked to play with her hair.
They all really loved her.
But not anymore.
Now she has a sister who loves her.
How lovely.
Her anxiety from messing up was suppressed.
"Regarding Yangjia Village, I don't know much, only that it's quite chaotic there. I heard Village Head Yang was originally from there, but couldn't stand the chaos and moved all the way to Lake West Village.
