"Okay, since you have already decided, I won't persuade you anymore."
Liu Hui didn't know how to feel about Peng Yingying's answer, but no matter what, it was Peng Yingying's choice, so she would support it.
"Then you can continue watching your little video, I'm going to take a shower!"
"Go ahead."
When Liu Hui got up and took her clothes to take a shower, an indescribable look appeared on Peng Yingying's delicate and beautiful face.
It's a lot like sadness, and a lot like loss.
The light in her beautiful eyes dimmed a bit at this moment.
To be honest, what Liu Hui said made Peng Yingying seem to have no emotional fluctuations on the surface, but in fact, her inner emotions were as volatile as the sea.
Because it really stimulated her and reminded her of everything in the past.
Those memories that made her very painful were like needle pricks.
This made her feel a little suffocated for a moment.
But she didn't know how to vent such emotions.
Her mind was a mess, like mush.
In the end, she finally thought of something.
To be precise, I should be thinking of someone.
She opened her WeChat and found someone among her friends.
After much hesitation, Peng Yingying opened the chat window and typed a few words:
"Are you asleep?"
Send a message.
After sending it, Peng Yingying felt a little regretful and prepared to withdraw it.
But before she could withdraw, a message from "Ding Dong" suddenly rang:
"Not yet!"
"What's wrong?"
Peng Yingying immediately replied: "It's okay."
"Are you worried?"
However, the other party seemed to know Peng Yingying very well and replied directly.
Peng Yingying pursed her lips, lay on the bed, looked at the chat window, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
After two seconds, the other party sent another message:
"You can't ask me if I've slept for no reason. You must have something on your mind. Just tell me."
"I've already said that I'll be there whenever you need me. Is there something that's bothering you?"
Seeing these words, Peng Yingying suddenly felt warm in her heart, and crystal mist appeared in her beautiful eyes.
I don't know why, Peng Yingying wanted to cry very much.
Holding back her tears, Peng Yingying's fingers trembled slightly as her thoughts struggled, and she finally typed out a line of reply.
"I just encountered something that made me very distressed, so I want to ask your opinion."
"What do you mean?" he replied.
"There was a competition, but because of some previous experiences, I had a psychological shadow, and I was framed by others, but I really wanted to return to that stage, but..."
"But what?"
"But you're scared, aren't you?"
After finishing the first sentence, he replied again.
I have to say that he really knows a lot about himself.
"Yeah, I'm just scared."
Peng Yingying responded with a stern reply.
"Do you love that stage?" he asked again.
Peng Yingying was startled and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
After a few minutes, she replied: "It must be love."
"That's true. If you didn't love it enough, you wouldn't be so entangled."
Peng Yingying felt the same way and asked again: "Then what do you think I should do?"
"If you love it, then work hard."
Peng Yingying was stunned when she saw the news, thinking what did he mean?
Before Peng Yingying could reply, he sent her another message.
