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Dancing on the tip of the blade, dancing lightly or heavily, the pain eventually spread from the toes to every part of the body.

Ji Li wanted to cry, but ended up with a smile. "I know, uncle." She would no longer go close to Ji Yixi. In fact, she had never thought of getting close to him. The feeling of not being believed was terrible.

If you get used to being sad, shouldn't you stop feeling sad? Why is it getting more and more intense every time? In the end, it turned into pain as his heart tightened and twitched.

At this moment, she began to feel a trace of resentment. It was as if a gale had blown past her, yet she was unable to find a trace of it even though she wanted to capture it.

"In the future, remember to apply some paint every day. Don't show any light. It's good for you!" Ji Ye looked at her ordinary face with satisfaction. He started to believe her words. She was so ordinary that no one would notice her.

Ji Ye left, leaving Ji Li by himself under the moonlight. Her heart was cold. She could not help but hug herself, shivering in the dark. As she watched her uncle leave, her vision gradually turned blurry.

The world in front of him had become bizarre.

"You're crying, Xiao Li." Ji Yixi was standing behind her with his hand in the air, wanting to place it on her shoulder. He had turned her into this because of him.

Ji Li slowly turned his head to the other side and saw him. His tears flowed down his face and revealed many white lines. It was as if a white line had suddenly appeared on the black ground.

"Your face is so dirty!" He held her face in his hands and tried to wipe her face with his white sleeves. How did it turn out like this? Why did uncle do this for Ji Li? Was it just because they were too close?

She tried to wipe the mud off her face, but the more she wiped, the dirtier it became.

He waved his hand, and for the first time, an indifferent expression appeared on Ji Li's face. "Please don't approach me." She stood up and walked into the house, starting from the first one to the last one.

The white sleeves were gray, like the shadows on his little centrifuge, and he had never hated his helplessness so much.

Would liking bring her disaster?

From that day on, they became distant. Ji Li wasn't smiling at him anymore, and Ji Yi Xi wasn't playing with her. Even if they met face to face, Ji Li would carefully move away.

Her face had always been gray and dirty, and the smile had faded from her face because she had understood the sadness. The school students and teachers also gradually distanced themselves from her.

Only Wen Ziyu was still friends with her as usual, going to school together with her. After school, the matter of love letters wasn't brought up anymore, like a wish bottle submerged in the sea.

She had everything. In school, she was a princess, and when she returned home, she was also a princess. She had an uncle who doted on her, and her brother, who she was so proud of in every aspect, made the balance of her emotions difficult to make a decision.

She wasn't just thinking about getting their affection. She wanted to get it all.