'To give up or not to give up, Kang Lele, do you think there is any difference for people like me?'

Haixin said. Her throat was a little hoarse after making a hehe-heo sound countless times. Kang Lok Le's inability to hear is her greatest comfort right now.

The ancients also said that if you want to fight for something, if you want not to give up, you always have to sharpen your knife first, some capital that you can rely on, or a guy who can take advantage of it, isn't it?

But what do I have? No matter who I like, it depends on my heart, and no one cares. But are people like me really qualified?

The beauty that all the people in this school have, without exception, is nothing but the moon in the mirror for me.

Haixin subconsciously touched the hemangioma on his cheek. For a long time, others thought that this was her innate disease, but they didn't know that this flaw that seemed to be a hemangioma was an artificial blood vessel.

Because of the abnormal development, she must rely on this artificial blood vessel to prolong her life, so as long as she lives for one day, this long blood vessel is destined to be a part of her body.

Destined to be close to the end of the world with beauty. And you Qu Lan Pastoral, Bin Xuemin, in addition to being beautiful and incomprehensible, has more.

Haixin said as he bent his fingers down one by one to count. 'Although Qu Lantian is not as ambitious as a young man from a prominent family like you, they are also talented and have a very likable personality, like a magnet that makes people irresistible to get close to them.

And although you can't hear it now, even if your talent is another hundred years, as long as there are people who like music in this world, you will always be envied and praised.

Although you never take the initiative to become friends with others, you have long been an indispensable friend in the hearts of many people.

And what about me? What do I have? When it comes to singing, not to mention my sister's finger, even in school, I am a crane tail, I have no talent, I have no friends, and I don't even have an ordinary face.

Speaking of himself, Haixin's hand, which had almost clenched into a fist, stopped in mid-air in surprise. But he was stunned for only half a second, and then he bent down a finger and said, 'Yes!

I have a sister who is known all over the world as a superstar. But then the finger used to count suddenly stopped again.

But, if I die now, it must be Heilan's sister, not myself. The words were still in the palm of her hand that had just been clenched into a fist, and they were all unfolded without any hesitation.

'I'm empty!' said to Kang Lele, spreading out a pair of empty palms. So is it a difference whether I give up or don't give up?

Looking at the self-deprecating smile on the corner of her mouth, this time Kang Lele couldn't ignite a trace of desire to rob while the fire was burning. Looking at her empty palm.

For the first time, he felt as if he had seen her inside for twenty years, something he hadn't seen before.

For Haixin, perhaps life starts from a different starting point from others. So it's normal to keep trying to regain the distance of this step.

Unfortunately, her life was destined to come to an abrupt end when she reached the same starting point as everyone else. As she said, her life was destined to be empty.

Just like the empty palms she had in front of him at this moment. He never understood why she had done the surgery that she regretted for the rest of her life, even though she knew she couldn't do it.

He scolded her countless times in his heart, idiot, deserved. Until this moment, for the first time, he could no longer scold.

Because, yes, it was a stupid decision, but it wasn't all made because of stupidity. For the first time, he was willing to get to know her.

For the first time, he felt a little pitiful for her. For the first time, I felt a little uncomfortable because I couldn't change her fate.