Bab 505: Dream

I felt that I was a particularly pretentious person. I didn't know where those bad feelings came from.

Banxia wouldn't act like me. Banxia was very happy every day. Even when she was packing my things, she would skip around, humming a song.

"Banxia, why are you so happy?"I couldn't help but ask her.

I was reading a love novel. It was very good, but I couldn't ignore the happiness radiating off Banxia.

Banxia placed one of my aqua blue dresses into the luggage. She turned her head to look at me with a face full of joy. "No reason. Miss, why are you so unhappy?"

I shook my head. "Because I don't know what's there to be happy about."

Banxia continued to fold my clothes and put them in the luggage. Her voice was filled with joy. "My dear Miss, it's not easy to survive. Why not live every day with happiness?"

I looked at her and realized that I had no way to refute her.