Crazy! After binding the system, I became an outlaw

Jiang Zhiyuan's singing was soft and sad, carrying a deep sorrow, echoing in the silent house over and over again.

This might be the first time she showed her emotions so obviously.

The moonlight sprinkled on her body, giving her a thin layer of silver glow, adding a bit of mystery.

It was a delicate face, very beautiful, with big, curved eyes and slightly upturned corners.

So beautiful, so confusing.

She was like that, making people feel pity for her and wanting to get close to her.

But she was like a piece of hard stone, and no matter how close others got to her, she could not melt.

A gust of wind blew, and her long hair fluttered, and the corners of her clothes also fluttered.

At this moment, she seemed so insignificant, as if a gust of wind could blow her away and never find any trace of her again.

At that moment, Sister Xu seemed to hear the sound of something breaking.

A figure appeared silently by the windowsill, and gently stroked her face with his fingers, as if to comfort her.

Sister Xu sighed and held her in her arms.

"Zhiyuan, don't be afraid, those are just dreams, not real."

Sister Xu's voice was gentle and firm, like a warm current, slowly flowing into Jiang Zhiyuan's cold heart.

She patted Jiang Zhiyuan's back gently, trying to comfort the girl who was struggling in a nightmare.

Sister Xu originally slept next to Jiang Zhiyuan. Yes, although the two of them were in the same room, there were two bedrooms in one room.

Director Wang cannot possibly treat his guest unfairly in this regard, otherwise he would lose all his face and his reputation in the circle would be ruined.

Jiang Zhiyuan's body trembled slightly. She slowly opened her eyes, and her vision gradually became clear from blurry.

Seeing Sister Xu's worried face, her eyes couldn't help but turn red, but no tears fell.

She tried hard to force a smile, even though that smile contained too much bitterness and helplessness.

There can be too much helplessness in a person's emotions throughout his life.

If everything went as planned, there would be no tears flowing like a fountain.

People cry when they are happy, they cry when they are sad, they cry after experiencing extreme joy and sorrow, they cry when they cannot accept something, and they cry when they can accept something.

Tears are never a sign of cowardice, they are just an outlet for emotions. Sometimes, as long as you cry, the resentment in your heart will be reduced by at least half.

Tears most often appear at night, because late at night is the best time for a person to vent his emotions.

No one wants others to see their cowardice and helplessness, so they bury their emotions deep in their hearts.

But when the night is quiet, they will take out these emotions and weigh them again, and finally shed tears silently, bidding a brief farewell to their emotions.

Cry, cry boldly, cry relaxedly, don’t care about other people’s mocking eyes, and don’t care about other people’s laughter that doesn’t understand you.

Sometimes it’s enough to just cry alone and be happy. Why bother about what others think?

Their gazes cannot cause you physical harm. As long as you have a strong psychological tolerance, these are nothing.

If I glare at you, then glare back at you!

We are both my mother’s children, why should I spoil you?

What? Do you have a royal bloodline or a royal status added to your ID card?

"Sister Xu, I'm fine."

She spoke softly, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice.

She took a deep breath, trying to bury those painful memories in the deepest part of her heart.

I haven't vented my emotions for a long time. After venting them like this, I feel a lot happier.

I didn’t dare before, and now I can’t.

People always find various excuses for what they cannot do.

Whether it is because you dare not or cannot, many reasons are caused by the external environment.

Sister Xu did not expose her disguise, but just hugged her even tighter.

She knew that some pains took time to heal, and some shadows needed to be faced by oneself.

She was willing to be Jiang Zhiyuan's safe haven and provide warmth and support when she needed it.

Although she didn't know what had happened to this little girl, she could tell from the time they spent together that this little girl's experience was definitely not a happy one.

A child who grows up in a happy family is completely different from a child who grows up in an unhappy family.

Moreover, after being together for almost two years, Sister Xu had never heard this man mention the words "parents".

Don't make even a single slip of the tongue, because dad and mom are almost the two most important people in a person's life.

We have gained understanding of the world because of their influence on many things.

When you chat with them and mention something funny, you might think of them.

Whenever you encounter any difficulties, you will think of them, and even if you just want to talk about something, you will talk about what they like to eat.

But this person has no such situation at all. Even when she casually mentioned them, she only used the word "friend".

It seems that she has no concept of parental love in her life. Is she afraid to mention it, or does she have no feelings at all?

Sister Xu didn’t know, and she didn’t dare to ask, because if she asked, she would be exposing other people’s scars.

It is possible that a scar that was almost healed would be torn open again with blood if you casually mentioned it, which would be equivalent to causing secondary damage.

At first she took care of the little girl as if she were her own sister, but now she truly treats her as her own sister.

These two concepts are different. One is equivalent to comparing yourself with others and then falling in love with that person.

Now she completely regards her as an independent individual, not a substitute for someone.

He knew very well that he wanted to protect this little girl entirely because she was Jiang Zhiyuan, not because she looked like his sister.

This is something that seems very difficult, just like the contrast and choice between the white moonlight and the cinnabar mole in the story of the overbearing president.

Jiang Zhiyuan is a person who can help you easily eliminate other options in multiple-choice questions.

Of all the options, she is the only answer left!

There seemed to be some kind of charm about her that unconsciously attracted people to get closer to her.

Take Zhao Tangtang for example. Although she and Jiang Zhiyuan would have verbal confrontations, she had never caused any substantial harm to this person.

And maybe she herself didn't realize that at some point she had already regarded this person as an omnipotent god.

Whenever something happens, I will subconsciously seek her opinion and follow her arrangements. Even if she may say a few words against me, my actions are very honest.

[Why did I write these two chapters? Mainly to explain Sister Yuan's life experience and let her relax.

Once you wear a mask for a long time, you can’t take it off. 】