"Don't say it, I'm asleep, good night." Ye Xiaoxiao hurriedly responded, put down her phone, but lost the mood to continue reading the script.

The memories of her previous life, which she had forcibly forgotten, returned.

"Don't! Don't touch me! Ye Xiaoxiao exclaimed.

Realizing her gaffe, Ye Xiaoxiao immediately regained her composure and ran into her room.

Locking the door, Ye Xiaoxiao slipped weakly and sat on the ground, clumped together, and big tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

I don't know how long it took for Ye Xiaoxiao to slowly stand up and fall on the big bed.

"Fortunately, Jiajia has already slept." Ye Xiaoxiao hooked the corners of her lips sarcastically.

Ye Xiaoxiao will never leave her tears and vulnerability to others, even if that person is her own sister Ye Jiajia, her most trusted friend Yan Dong'er, which she learned at the age of seventeen in her previous life.

Tears are a sign of weakness, they will not make others sympathize with you, they will not bring any help, they will only make your enemies bully you harder, humiliate you, and watch your desperate struggles more happily!

Since she understood this truth, Ye Xiaoxiao will never show weakness again, she will not ask for help, no matter what happens, she must face it strongly.

Only in the dead of night, Ye Xiaoxiao would hide in her room alone and cry silently.

Of course, acting is a different story.

Half a month later

"Jiajia, blow out the candles." Ye Xiaoxiao laughed softly.

"Sister, blow together, this is our seventeenth birthday!" Ye Jiajia shouted excitedly.

"One, two, three, phew..."

"Eat the cake!" Ye Jiajia began to cut the cake.

Ye Xiaoxiao also smiled happily, she was now completely sure that the fate of herself and her sister had changed.

The nightmare of the sixteen-year-old, the fall of the seventeen-year-old, the death of the eighteen-year-old, everything is far away......

I won't let you go, though! Ye Xiaoxiao said in her heart.

"Sister, you eat first, happy birthday!"

"Okay, happy birthday!" Ye Xiaoxiao took the birthday cake handed by Ye Jiajia.

"Sister, how long will your TV series be filmed!" Ye Jiajia suddenly asked.

"A few months." Ye Xiaoxiao replied casually.

"But I still have 25 days to take the college entrance examination..."Ye Jiajia was a little depressed.

"Don't worry, your sister will definitely send the college entrance examination." Ye Xiaoxiao reached out and rubbed Ye Jiajia's little head and comforted.

"But you..."

"No, but." Ye Xiaoxiao interrupted Ye Jiajia's words, in her eyes, her sister is the most important.

"Oh. Sister, I may not be able to pass the Beiying exam. Ye Jiajia said in a muffled voice.

"Can you pass the art exam?" Ye Xiaoxiao asked.

"Yes, but the culture class is too bad." Ye Jiajia said embarrassedly.

"Leave it to me." Ye Xiaoxiao said confidently.

"Sister, I..."

"Stop." Ye Xiaoxiao knew what Ye Jiajia wanted to say, it was just that she felt that she was causing trouble.

"Jiajia, you are my only sister, isn't it natural for my sister to help my sister?" Ye Xiaoxiao said earnestly.

"Sister, I really feel that I am useless, I can't do anything, and I have to rely on you for everything." Ye Jiajia's voice carried a hint of crying.

Ye Xiaoxiao knew her sister's inferiority, but she had to be strong, otherwise their sisters would fall into the fate of their previous life.

I really didn't know what to say, Ye Xiaoxiao spit out the sentence again: "You are still young..."

"We're so old, you're just a few seconds ahead of me!" Ye Jiajia's voice sharpened, "Sister! You're still young, I feel so sorry for you, I..." Ye Jiajia cried as she spoke.