Su Xiaowan sat on the bed, resting her head on her cousin's stomach. She quietly listened to her cousin's gentle murmurs.
She gently said, "Xiao Wan, I don't know how to answer your question, but in life, one mustn't always be acquiescent or tolerant, neither too straightforward nor too rigid. You know the saying, 'too rigid, easily broken; too supple, easily bent.'"
After saying this, she stroked Su Xiaowan's hair and continued, "So, you must strive to balance these two aspects to become more resilient. That's how you can stand invincible."
"However, finding a balance is something you have to figure out for yourself. No one can help you with that. But Xiao Wan, although you seem weak, you have a strong determination deep inside. "
