Yun Qiluo sat in the dormitory, scrolling through the comments one by one.
After a while, she turned her attention to trending searches, not saying a word.
Noticing her discomfort, Song Shijia quickly took her phone away: "Luo Luo, don't look at these anymore, don't worry about what those people say."
Yun Qiluo let her take the phone, bowed her head, and remained quiet.
After a long silence, she suddenly looked up.
Song Shijia then saw that her eyes were red, and her nose was also a bright red, as if she was about to cry.
She was startled and immediately felt a pang of heartache.
Luo Luo must have been hurt by those people's words, and they were so harsh!
She quickly hugged her with sympathy, comforting her: "Don't cry, don't cry, they're not good people, don't mind what they say about you. If they want to unfollow, let them unfollow, we don't care about them..."
Yun Qiluo said aggrievedly: "My identity was discovered."
