"Shut up, just shut your mouth, if it wasn't for you, I would've been famous by now, it's all your fault...." Xue Chengcheng screamed.
Yun Ya sneered, people like her were beyond reasoning with; their minds didn't work like normal folks. If they tripped while walking, they wouldn't blame themselves for not looking where they were going; they'd blame the construction workers for not fixing the road properly or the passersby for distracting them.
Such people, always blaming others for their mistakes but never seeing their own faults, what's the point of them living? Just wasting air.
"Too bad, there's no 'if' in this world. If you have the guts, die and go back, see if you can change the ending. But let me tell you, even if you die a thousand times, it's useless, because as long as I'm here, you, Xue Chengcheng, will never see the light of day, always living like a lump of mud."
Without another glance at her, he walked over, took Yun Miao's hand, and left the place.
