"I don't care!" Chen Mengjie's eyes were red, and her hoarse voice became louder, as if as long as her voice was loud enough, she would really not care about anything.
Long Aotian just looked at her like this. At this moment, there was no more aggression in her eyes as before, only an unspeakable pain.
Yes, it is pain, just like a wounded cheetah in the animal world, licking its wounds alone.
Meeting Long Aotian's gaze, Chen Mengjie chuckled, and her voice couldn't help but slow down a little: "You don't know anything at all. If our lives could be exchanged, you wouldn't care."
There is a type of person who is very strong-willed, like someone walking on a tightrope, extremely nervous all the time. When a person is in this unrelaxed state, he or she will unconsciously form a defensive posture in their heart.
In order to show off and not reveal any flaws, people always wrap themselves in a superior attitude. Over time, the seemingly strong and impeccable defense is left with only anxiety, inferiority and helplessness inside.
Chen Mengjie is such a person.
I always say that I don't care at all.
But her expression and behavior clearly showed how she couldn't possibly not care. Maybe she didn't care that much, but she definitely didn't care.
Long Aotian knew it, but he also knew that there was no way to persuade people in this kind of situation.
Verbal violence is like an invisible blade, invisible and intangible, but it can always inflict severe harm on people...
[Looking back today, I have updated for 111 consecutive days. Vulture is really awesome...]
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