บท 422: Arm's length

"Xiu'er, how did you get time today?"Shen Yue asked as soon as she picked up An Xiulan's call. Actually, it should be the other way around. It was her who did not have time for anyone or anything. Song Xueyun had been calling her for a few days to tell her a piece of important news but she had been telling her that she would hear it once she was free. She did not want to hear the big news and then go back to work to exhaustion. She had been trying to make time for herself but she was sucking big time at this. 

Today, she had been mentally and physically tired beyond words. She was thinking of talking to someone. But God heard her before she could do anything and made An Xiulan call her. Talking to An Xiulan always helped. The girl might have crazy tricks up her sleeve but she was therapeutic. 

An Xiulan was the only friend she would follow or trust with her eyes closed. And because of An Xiulan, she met Song Xueyun who made sure that she did not die alone.