But compared to letting Shu Jiao endure this struggle her whole life, she just couldn't bear it.
Listening to Jiaojiao's words, the tears that Shu Jiao had been holding back finally burst forth again. She hugged Jiaojiao tightly, and Jiaojiao silently embraced her back, offering comfort.
That evening, Shu Jiao didn't really eat much. The food Gu Zichen brought her was almost untouched, sitting on the vanity table by the bed. Seeing this, Jiaojiao took her out of the room to eat.
Seeing Jiaojiao coming over made Shu Jiao willing to come out, and although her eyes were still red, Old Master Shu couldn't hide his joy.
Shu Jiao didn't have much appetite but still accompanied Jiaojiao to finish a bowl of rice. After dinner, Jiaojiao greeted Duan Xi and then returned to the room with Shu Jiao.
It was already past ten o'clock. Jiaojiao lay beside Shu Jiao, casually chatting about amusing stories from school. Shu Jiao listened quietly, occasionally chiming in.
