After ending her conversation with Yang Qian, Yang Xi felt a wave of melancholy wash over him. The reason was simple: the bold girl named Xiaoyao was on her way. Thinking of how she had once stared at him with such scorching intensity right in front of Aige, Yang Xi couldn't help but feel a flicker of irritation.
The name "Xiaoyao" sounded full of freedom and unrestrained spirit, but to Yang Xi, she was a headache. She constantly chased after unrealistic dreams, as if living in the clouds. Now that she was coming here, Yang Xi couldn't imagine what kind of startling or unbelievable things she might do.
Girls like her were always immersed in dreams of their own weaving, pursuing ethereal things. They seemed to lack an understanding of the real world, yet they stubbornly clung to a vision of perfection.
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