My name is Xie Youran. "Youran" means leisure and indifference. My mother once said that this was her and my father's hope and best wishes for me. I don't know why they thought of blessing me with these two words. I only know that their blessings obviously did not reach God, because my life seems to have never been related to these two words. My character is not leisurely, and my life is not leisurely. Especially since my mother divorced and remarried another man when I was 14 years old, these two words seem to have been completely insulated from me.
Just like Su Ze said, "Your name is Youran, which is really an insult."
If meeting Xiao Li made my originally gray life look pink, then meeting Su Ze probably meant that I accidentally knocked over the paint tray. It was colorful at best, and a complete mess at worst.
I told myself, let it be chaos and just tolerate it. Anyway, I am his sister and not his wife, so I will not be harmed by him for the rest of my life.
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