The ridicule and sarcasm had once made a young Lin Xintong feel distressed and embarrassed. Now however, it no longer did… She walked her own path and pursued her own dreams. Why should she care about what others felt?
Humans always needed to have dreams, if they did not, what difference would there be between humans and livestock?
Lin Xintong seemed to see herself in Yi Yun. The same effort, persistence and the equally distant and elusive dreams.
If Yi Yun could do it, how could she not?
Lin Xintong silently clenched her fists. Her slender jade-like fingers turned white from her clenching.
“I will walk out a path that belongs to me. I wish that you too can walk on a path that belongs to you…”
Lin Xintong said to herself silently. At this moment, Shen Tu Nantian was frowning slightly. He was sensitive and naturally noticed that when he spoke to her, Lin Xintong’s attention was always on Yun Yantian and that she only gave him a perfunctory response.
When had Shen Tu Nantian, who was a very proud person, not be the center of attention ever since he was young? There were countless numbers of girls willing to be the ones throwing themselves at him, only in front of Lin Xintong did he have to lower his status and be frustrated by her again and again.