Having just finished showering, Liang Zhirou looked like a lotus emerging from the water. Her hair was tied up, and she was wearing a loose white T-shirt and lounge shorts. Her face was stunningly beautiful, and the wide neckline revealed her snow-white swan neck. Her pair of firm, fair legs were incredibly eye-catching, and the rise and fall of her chest made it impossible to look away.
There were just a few strange layers of plastic wrap wrapped around his arm.
Her clear, bright eyes stared blankly at the blank chat page between the two of them, typing and deleting words in the input box, then deleting and typing again.
As time passed, the girl's unconsciously upturned lips disappeared, and her breathing became more rapid.
Finally, I glanced at the time; ten minutes had already passed!
I haven't even figured out what to say in ten minutes...
What am I doing...?
Liang Zhirou rubbed her face, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed. She put her phone aside, rolled around on the bed a couple of times in silence, and finally buried her face in the blanket, kicking her slender legs a couple of times.
He can't see it, can he?
I doubt anyone will keep watching me post messages for ten minutes straight...
Liang Zhirou both hoped that Chen Lu wouldn't accidentally click into the chat page and send her a message, and was also saddened by the blank space on their chat page.
He's so good-looking and has such a great personality, he shouldn't lack people to chat with.
After all, Chen Lu's gentleness is like spring rain, nourishing others.
They kept quiet, never overstepped their boundaries, and simply gave their all.
Most importantly, he didn't put any pressure on her. When he held her sleeve in the crowd, he really made her feel safe, as if she just needed to follow him and didn't need to care about anything else.
Thinking of this, she recalled the princess-like girl she had seen in the cafeteria during the day. She was really beautiful, and her clothes looked expensive, but they fit her so well and looked so good on her.
She was so beautiful that she didn't dare to look up and stare at her any longer.
The girl's eyes were full of pride; she must have come from a very wealthy family and grown up in a privileged environment.
She's from a completely different world than me, no wonder Chen Lu likes her...
Liang Zhirou sniffed, quickly calmed herself down, plugged in her phone to charge, and started preparing foot bath water for her mother.
Since her father's passing, she had developed the ability to bury all her worries at a young age.
After repeatedly checking in front of the bathroom mirror to make sure she looked perfectly normal, she quickly brought the foot-washing water to her mother, Xiao Xunfang.
Since Xiao Xunfang was hit by a drunk driver and fled the scene a few years ago, she has almost lost feeling in both legs.
The doctor said that surgery was the only way to improve the situation, and at best, he would only be able to regain sensation in his legs and walk with crutches.
But none of that is a problem.
The biggest problem is, there simply isn't that much money...
The poor are not worthy of relatives; no one is willing to lend them money for surgery.
So she could only try her best to support her family while soaking her mother's feet and massaging her legs every day, hoping to have more time to work and earn money.
Wait until you can prove you have the ability to repay before trying to get a loan.
After burying all her thoughts, Liang Zhirou forced a smile at her mother, whose face looked weathered.
Then he lowered his head and began to wash his mother's feet.
Looking at her earnest daughter, Xiao Xunfang's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, and a pang of sorrow gripped her heart.
This silly girl, who had just started college, should have been enjoying her youth, but she was forced to shoulder all the pressure from her family since she was a child.
The more mature and sensible her daughter became, the more heartache and self-blame she felt.
When Liang Zhirou was little, she was very cheerful and lively. Like other children, she liked to dress up and loved pretty dresses.
He would also ask her some very childish and strange questions with a smile.
However, after her father passed away, Liang Zhirou seemed to become a different person.
It seemed as if her daughter had grown up overnight.
She no longer laughs as much as before, but she almost never cries in front of her either.
When she saw little Liang Zhirou leaning against the wall, staring blankly at other children her age playing for a long time, before finally returning to the kitchen to start cooking, her heart ached as if stabbed by a knife, so much so that she couldn't breathe.
She had thought more than once about ending it all so that her daughter wouldn't have to worry about her anymore, but she couldn't bear to imagine Liang Zhirou being all alone.
Can Zhirou handle it on her own?
Xiao Xunfang could only make up his mind every day, then hesitate, and then give up the idea, repeating this process over and over again.
After regaining her composure, Xiao Xunfang brought up the topic she had mentioned several times before.
"Xiaorou, don't you think about getting your mother treated? I'm used to being paralyzed."
"no."
Liang Zhirou unusually retorted firmly, her hands never stopping their movements.
"How about we send Mom back to her hometown? The expenses here are too high, and my follow-up check-ups are expensive. If you stay here alone, the pressure will be much less."
"no."
"I can really take care of myself. You're all grown up now, it's time for you to have your own life. If Mom stays here, it'll affect your marriage prospects..."
Xiao Xunfang persisted, her eyes welling up with tears.
"...no."
The girl's voice began to tremble with tears, and she stopped what she was doing.
Snap.
Tears fell drop by drop into the basin of water, chilling Xiao Xunfang's heart with the once warm foot-washing water.
She quickly patted her daughter's head, "Mom won't say anymore, Mom won't say anymore, let's just live our lives well together."
Liang Zhirou wiped her tears with the back of her hand, then continued massaging.
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