"I am just an object, a tool. My existence is to please others. If you want me to please you, bring your money and come to me."
Xiaoxing was scared again.
Many people have such moments, facing others' concern, they deliberately say hurtful things. They long to escape their plight but are afraid of the disappointment of failing to do so.
As long as they can push people away, as long as they can extinguish that sliver of hope, it's as if there is no such thing as dashed hopes.
The conversation on March 4th ended here.
Because after saying this, Xiaoxing's avatar on the social software went gray.
That day, during various domestication processes, Xiaoxing was somewhat absent-minded.
...
...
Hujiang's tragic song began with hope.
March 5th.
Morioka Immortal's little fan started a new chat.
"Today my brother helped someone with a terminal illness recover! With my brother's encouragement, that person rekindled their hope for life!"
