Being able to share one's heart with another undoubtedly requires empathy.
And when Zhang Xiaomeng spoke out during Liu Rushuang's vulnerable moment, both of their situations were extremely lonely.
Liu Rushuang, as a woman, had a very tender heart.
She too immediately felt the difficulty of Zhang Xiaomeng's situation.
Liu Rushuang let out a soft sigh, "No wonder Xiaomeng, you look at women without any indecent thoughts now."
Zhang Xiaomeng, however, laughed, "Maybe my standards are just too high, haha."
Upon hearing this, Liu Rushuang also smiled slightly, "You're quite humorous."
"I bet a lot of women like you usually."
"Don't know, I do wish to be liked, but my social circle is too small, so I can't find anyone to like."
Liu Rushuang suddenly became interested, "Xiaomeng, in need of a wife? How about, Sister Rushuang introduces someone to you?"
"Just tell me what kind of woman you like,"
"I'll find her for you."
