Speaking of love, mo Qiuxi couldn't help but cry again."I'm sorry. I originally told myself not to cry anymore."
Xie Yan 'er shook her head."We're good friends, and we can only confide in our best friends. Everyone has their own emotions, and we all need to vent them. There were many ways to vent our emotions in the basic theory class. Some people lose their temper, some exercise, some confide in others, and some cry ... I don't think crying is a big deal. Crying makes me feel better."
Mo Qiuxi took a deep breath."Crying is a sign of the weak. Ever since I left a country to study here, I told myself that I must be strong."
Xie Yan 'er took mo Qiuxi's hand and looked at it. "Qiuxi, don't worry about your hand. I have an uncle who's the most amazing. Uncle Bai. He will definitely be able to cure your hand."
Mo Qiuxi's eyes were very bright."Yan 'er, thank you. I'm really happy to have met you in the capital."
