Chapter 234: Chapter 174: Lyrics and Music by the Same Person, The Wronged Xu Qingyan, Left with an Empty Account_2

Rain is such a nuisance, sticky and uncomfortable. She began to regret not wearing a mask. After struggling in the big city for so many years, there was no one to offer her an umbrella when it rained.

It's not that there was no one, but she didn't want her friends to know someone had smoothly 'borrowed' her newly bought umbrella again.

Being alone is just about getting rained on, going home to shower, curling up in bed, ordering milk tea for delivery, and blissfully watching dramas. Tomorrow, after a good sleep, she'd be refreshed and ready like a new ox or horse.

Bothering a friend meant maintaining a false smile the whole way. Even with true friends, she didn't want to let them think she wasn't doing well, like a lonely ghost in the steel jungle.

She hated that feeling of smiling until her muscles were stiff; it was so exhausting.