[I completely understand Fu Xin's feelings. I'm the kind of person who has obsessive-compulsive disorder. If I can't do something well, I'll feel terrible. I'll feel like the world has collapsed.]
[I sympathize with people with OCD. My sister has OCD. Every time she feels uncomfortable, there's nothing she can do.]
[Little Xinyuan is really Fu Xin's lucky star. If Fu Xin can't do it well, he can.]
[Sometimes, I feel like it's Little Xinyuan taking care of Fu Xin, not Fu Xin taking care of Little Xinyuan.]
[Be more confident. Remove the two words 'feel'.]
…
"Fu… Xin…" When Yang Zhenzhen saw these two words, her fingers stopped on her phone. Originally, she had accidentally entered a children's live broadcast and wanted to close it quickly, but she accidentally saw these two words.
Unknowingly, she continued to look and saw Fu Xin's face.
It was her! It was really her!