Zixi also used to hate other people's inconsistent opinions, until she met someone when she was eleven years old.
Crying, laughing, troubled, and confused, she followed his footsteps and walked forward without looking back.
I finally started to put on that nonchalant yet convincing expression when others came to me asking questions. "Huh? I don't like Ji Xi.".
The big witch met the big devil, and then she became confused and groped for the appearance of youth.