Huo Yunjing blinked her eyes and hugged Yu Jingrong's arm, "Yu sister, I've always thought you were very optimistic. Suddenly you seem so sentimental, so pessimistic, it really takes me by surprise."
Hearing this, Yu Jingrong laughed: "Ancients often said that women were the most vulnerable. This is sometimes indeed true. Every woman, whether cheerful or introverted, strong or soft, they all have their own pessimistic side. Most of the time, they hide it. However, sometimes, melancholy emotions appear out of nowhere, catching people off guard. But it's just a momentary lapse, after which they'll be all right, and they will still face life with a radiant smile."
Huo Yunjing raised her hand and placed it on hers, squeezing it tightly, as if trying to infuse her with strength, "It seems like that. I also feel that way sometimes, but I try my best to not let myself feel sad. I always try to look at the bright side of things. Yu sister, you should do the same."
Yu Jingrong nodded.
