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Turning the camera back to Xia Yumo, she buried her head in the quilt as soon as she ran back to the dormitory.

The tears of grievance accumulated in the eye sockets finally no longer need to be tolerated deliberately, and they can cry aloud.

But the more Xia Yumo cried, the more wronged she felt, and the more she cried, the more unworthy she felt. Why did she feel sad because of a hypocritical man?

I thought he was waiting for her downstairs in the dormitory on purpose, but I didn't expect that she was just being sentimental. Her position in his heart was not as important as she thought.

But even though she was unwilling, she still couldn't control her emotions, and her tears kept flowing like broken beads, and she couldn't stop no matter what.

Maybe after crying hysterically for a while, I will feel better in my heart!

Xia Yumo thought silently in her heart, tears and mucus unconsciously covered the quilt under her body.

I don't know how long she cried, but when she cried until her voice became hoarse, Su Nuanqing finally opened the door and came back.

As soon as she returned to the dormitory, she heard Xia Yumo's hysterical crying, so she hurried over to comfort her.

"Mozi, don't cry, it's not worth it!" Su Nuanqing sat beside Xia Yumo's bed, comforting her softly while patting her back.

"Alas!" Su Nuanqing sighed helplessly seeing that Xia Yumo ignored her and continued to cry.

Then she looked out the window again, and couldn't help but began to blame herself, so she whispered softly: "Mozi, in the end, I'm all to blame for this matter, if I hadn't encouraged you, you wouldn't be like this now Sad."

When Xia Yumo heard her self-blaming words, she forced tears back into her eyes.

After the atmosphere was silent for a while, Xia Yumo suddenly raised her head, then looked at Su Nuanqing, and said in a hoarse voice: "Nuanqing, I can't blame you for this matter, on the contrary, I still thank you!"

"Huh? Thank you?" Su Nuanqing suddenly felt a little baffled.

"Well, I want to thank you for allowing me to see my heart clearly, and at the same time, see Ye Jinran's true face." Xia Yumo nodded heavily, but hatred grew in her bright eyes .

Seeing Xia Yumo's appearance at this moment, Su Nuanqing felt inexplicably afraid in her heart, but she still echoed Xia Yumo's words and said: "Well, it's good to see clearly, so that I won't be sad anymore .”

"That's right! Hehe..." Xia Yumo nodded and laughed twice.

Su Nuanqing looked at Xia Yumo who was pretending to be strong, shook her head helplessly, then raised her hand again, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her fingertips.

"Okay, don't be sad anymore, wash up and go to sleep!" Su Nuanqing pinched Xia Yumo's cheek and said to her with a smile.