In the world, most people live their days unsatisfactorily, the wealthy have their sorrows, and the poor have their helplessness.
And she, compared to this boy, was not the most miserable; she had merely fallen from grace back to square one, living an inconspicuous life.
Ling Momo looked at the bustling crowd on the street and suddenly felt that all the noise and prosperity were no longer important; she had been on the wrong path from the beginning, mixing dreams and revenge as one.
Isn't there a saying?
The more you show off something to others, the more it proves you lack it, and the more you snatch from others, the more it shows your inferiority.
Since the day when Jian Chenxi turned against her, she had always been flaunting and competing with her, indicating deep down, she felt inferior.
