If his hand can't recover, that's what they should be upset about!
"Hmm." The three of them perked up and forced a smile.
Every Saturday afternoon, Bai Xue, Wang Ningjing, and Lu Yiyi gather for afternoon tea and chat about their thoughts.
"Yiyi, what's wrong? You look very pale." Wang Ningjing frowned.
"Lin Qingyi's hand is injured, he won't be able to draw anymore." Lu Yiyi sighed.
Bai Xue frowned too; it truly is a tumultuous season.
"It's not like you wanted him to get hurt, don't be too upset, no one wishes for this!" Wang Ningjing comforted.
"I know, but..." For Lin Qingyi, his hand is as important as life!
"Yiyi, don't turn his misfortune into your guilt. It's an accident, it's not your fault. Don't overthink it!" Bai Xue used Lu Yiyi's own words that she had once comforted her with after Gongze Yu's incident.
These are all accidents, it's not their fault. What can't be solved should be let go; driving oneself crazy doesn't help the situation.
