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Xu Lai frowned slightly, and put on an expression that seemed to be in deep thought, with a hint of hesitation and uneasiness in his eyes, as if he was weighing something important. Behind her, Xiang Zhili seemed extremely anxious, his hands unconsciously clenched into fists, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead, as if he was afraid of missing some key opportunity. At this moment, Xiang Zhili prayed secretly in his heart, thinking: "Daughter, now is not the time to be stubborn, you must first pretend to agree, stabilize the situation, and then find a chance to get out."

And in this tense atmosphere, it seemed that the little fairy Youruo's attitude suddenly changed subtly, as if she heard the urgent call from Xiang Zhili's heart. Her proud head slowly lowered, and a hint of gentleness was revealed in her originally cold temperament. Her voice also softened a bit, like a spring breeze blowing on her face, with a hint of charm, like delicate silk swaying gently in the sun.

"I am willing to agree to this." She said softly, with a subtle compromise and helplessness between her words, as if she was making a concession to calm the storm in front of her.

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room saw this scene and finally couldn't help but complain in front of the screen, and the heated discussion surged like a tide. Someone joked: "My little woman, now Youruo has started to call herself a little woman! Haven't they always hated male chauvinism? Haven't they always opposed patriarchy? Why do they call themselves little women here?"

Another audience responded unyieldingly: "Who is saying that women are not good? It turns out that it is the same group of people. That's fine. It seems that they are just like this." The words were mixed with ridicule and jokes, as if they were inexplicably excited about Youruo's transformation.

"Hurry up and call the great god, let the little fairy Youruo apologize first, so that the brothers can satisfy their cravings. The attack speed just now has exceeded the time limit, and I can't get up anymore." An audience member typed excitedly in the barrage, revealing his expectation and desire for Youruo between the lines, as if her apology could bring some unexpected satisfaction.

"Indeed, we have to collect some interest first, otherwise, once the other party says it, who will make up for the loss of our brother in the live broadcast room?" Another audience member also echoed, with a tone full of teasing and ridicule, as if excited about the upcoming drama.

In such an atmosphere, Xu Lai finally took a deep breath, secretly made up her mind, and slowly said: "Okay, then you apologize to Xue Youyou now." Her voice was firm, as if injecting a new force into the situation that was about to unfold.

At this time, Xu Lai's inner fluctuations were like ripples on the sea. Although she seemed calm on the surface, her heart was surging. She knew that this was not just a simple apology, but a strategic shift and trade-off. Her eyes wandered through the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, feeling the expectations and anxiety of the audience, and she couldn't help but wonder how to take the initiative in this contest. She thought of Xue Youyou, the one who seemed to always be against her, and a complex emotion rose in her heart.

Xu Lai understood that Youruo's choice would directly affect their future, and this apology was not only to calm the current storm, but also to strive for a more favorable situation. Her heart was full of expectations and uneasiness, as if she was standing at an unknown crossroads, waiting for the guidance of fate.

At this time, Youruo's face was still cold, but she was secretly thinking about how to express her apology. She knew that every word she said would be scrutinized by countless eyes, and might even be interpreted in countless meanings. She bit her lip, thinking about a lot of things, and a thought flashed through her mind: "Perhaps, this is my chance to show my true self."

Under the gaze of the audience in the live broadcast room, Youruo slowly stood up, slightly adjusted her clothes, and tried to make herself look more calm and elegant. She secretly encouraged herself in her heart. Although she was a little woman, she would never want to be despised. She wanted to express her apology in her own way, and at the same time let everyone see her determination and courage.

"Xue Youyou, I..." Youruo's voice gently rippled in the air, like dewdrops in the morning light, clear and transparent. She tried to make her tone seem sincere and gentle, and silently said in her heart: "I must let her feel my sincerity."

Just then, the barrage in the live broadcast room surged again, and the audience's expectations and tension were intertwined, as if the whole space was full of suspense and expectations. Youruo slowly raised her head, her eyes were firm, as if at this moment, she was not only apologizing, but also fighting for dignity and confidence for herself.

Xu Lai immediately understood the essence of the audience in the live broadcast room, as if he had instantly understood the complex and subtle emotions deep in their hearts. He said to the fairy Youruo beside him with a bit of dissatisfaction and helplessness in his tone, and said unhappily: "Why can't you be a little more serious?" There was a hint of anxiety in his voice, which seemed to be dissatisfaction with Youruo, and even more of an expectation and responsibility for this live broadcast.

When Youruo heard Xu Lai's words, a complex emotion surged in her heart. She didn't expect Xu Lai to express his dissatisfaction in this way. After a little hesitation, she secretly thought about Xu Lai's mood at the moment. She noticed that Xu Lai's face showed an impatient expression, and the eyes that were originally full of warmth were now flashing with slight disappointment. She couldn't help but feel her heart tighten, as if she was pulled by an invisible line and couldn't extricate herself. In the end, she stomped her feet hard, and the hills on her body shook three times, as if she was silently protesting against the tense atmosphere of this live broadcast. Although Youruo was reluctant, she still walked slowly towards Xue Youyou, struggling secretly in her heart.

Xue Youyou looked at her old friend quietly. Youruo in front of her was walking towards her at this time. The Youruo who used to be sharp-tongued and always suppressed and slandered her seemed a little hesitant at this moment. A trace of complex emotions emerged in her heart, as if she saw every bit of the past years. The pair of starry eyes smiled into a crescent moon at this moment, with a bit of tenderness and pity, but she was a little uneasy in her heart. She didn't know what kind of mood Youruo was in to confront her.

Youruo felt Xue Youyou's smile, and she felt ugly, depressed, aggrieved, and even a little uncomfortable. She wondered secretly, why didn't Xu Lai be her man from the beginning? At this moment, a strong jealousy and desire ignited in Youruo's heart. She secretly swore in her heart that she must snatch Xu Lai, whom she had been thinking about, under Xue Youyou's nose. Only in this way can she dispel the hatred in her heart and wash away the humiliation and unwillingness she is suffering now.

"Sister Youyou." Youruo finally walked in front of Xue Youyou and called her affectionately, with a hint of weakness and pleading in her voice, as if she hoped to use this call to break the cold barrier between them. Then, she continued to speak, with a trembling and uneasy tone: "Over the years, I have always been against you everywhere. When I saw you had something good, I wanted to take it away, but every time you forgave me in the end, and I was unrepentant."

At this time, Youruo was filled with an indescribable regret and self-blame in her heart. She recalled the past with Xue Youyou, the quarrels, cold wars, and even the jealousy and resentment in her heart, as if they had turned into invisible shackles at this moment, tightly binding her heart. Her voice gradually became low, almost with tears in her voice: "After what happened today, I finally understand that I was wrong. Please forgive me, sister Youyou."

As she spoke, Youruo's eyes gradually became moist, and her heart was filled with regret for the past. Her hands trembled slightly, and she finally decided to kneel down to Xue Youyou, trying to express her regret and sincerity in this most humble manner. Her heart was full of tension and expectation, as if this kneeling would change the relationship between them and the future between her and Xu Lai.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still. Youruo's heartbeat was clearly audible, and every breath she took seemed particularly heavy. Tears flashed in her eyes, reflecting the deep desire to be understood and accepted in her heart. She didn't know how Xue Youyou would respond to her, but she knew that only sincere repentance could repair the friendship that had long been broken. At this moment, a strong hope surged in Youruo's heart, as if as long as Xue Youyou could forgive herself, all the grievances and unwillingness would disappear.

In the distance, Xu Lai watched all this quietly, with mixed feelings in his heart. He didn't know whether Youruo's transformation was real, but he could feel the strong emotion in the air, as if calling for something. Xu Lai's heart began to waver. He had been dissatisfied with Youruo, but now he was touched by this sincere regret. His eyes involuntarily wandered between the two of them, and he began to think about how to deal with this emotional entanglement.

However, she had long expected that Xue Youyou, a gentle and stubborn girl, would never let him kneel on the ground like this, letting the dust stain his clothes, and her heart was full of helplessness and humiliation. Therefore, she was just pretending, knowing in her heart that all this was just a superficial drama.

Sure enough, Xue Youyou walked to Youruo lightly and gracefully like a blooming white lotus, and her eyes wereThe hand gently held Youruo's slender and weak hands. The two beautiful girls held hands like this, facing each other, as if time had stopped at this moment, and the hustle and bustle around them were isolated from the invisible barrier. The sun cast mottled light and shadows through the leaves, reflecting on their bodies, as if even the light was ashamed of this beauty and trembled slightly.

"Ruo'er, do you know, in fact, I have never wanted to compete with you for anything." Xue Youyou's voice flowed out like a clear stream, with a hint of warmth and softness. She shook her head gently, with a faint smile on her face, and a gentle light flashing in her eyes. Her white and soft little hand gently grasped Youruo's equally soft and weak slender hand, as if conveying a kind of silent comfort and understanding.

Is that so? After hearing this, Youruo just sneered in her heart. Xue Youyou, if you really have never fought with me, why do you always easily beat me in front of everyone, like a goddess looking down on a humble mortal like me? Every time I fight, I have tried my best, but I have never won a painful experience. Am I not just a clown, full of grievances and resentment, but can only smile in front of you to hide my sorrow?

Xue Youyou, do you know what you are talking about? Can you comfort people? Youruo was full of doubts and dissatisfaction, and was almost laughed at by Xue Youyou's innocence. Her heart was like being pressed by heavy stones, so heavy that she could hardly breathe. She wanted to refute and tell Xue Youyou that every word she said was like an invisible blade, cutting through the defense line in her heart, but she couldn't speak. The helplessness and resentment in her heart intertwined and turned into a bitter smile, which she could only swallow in the end.

"You are such a good person, Xue Youyou." Youruo finally squeezed out such a sentence, but her voice seemed particularly dry, as if at this moment, her mood was torn to pieces by the ruthless reality. Her eyes revealed a trace of helplessness and bitterness, as if she was hiding the unspeakable loss and jealousy in her heart.

Xue Youyou didn't seem to notice the fluctuations in Youruo's heart, and still had that gentle smile, like the sunshine of spring, sprinkled on Youruo's heart, making her feel a little warm. However, this warmth could not dispel the haze in Youruo's heart, but made her feel more lonely and helpless.

"Ruo'er, I really don't want to fight with you, I just hope we can keep doing this." Xue Youyou's voice was like a gentle wind, brushing through Youruo's heart, bringing a touch of warmth, but also making Youruo's mood more complicated. She knew that Xue Youyou was a kind person, but because of this, every word she said was like a sharp blade, piercing the sensitive nerve in Youruo's heart.

"Be good?" Youruo muttered in her heart, but she barely raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, but she felt bitter in her heart. She wanted to ask Xue Youyou, if you really want us to be good, why can you always easily win the praise and love of others, but I can only stay in the corner in obscurity, letting time drown me? Do you know that every smile I make in front of you is to cover up the endless loss and jealousy in my heart?

Her heart is like a rolling tide, and it is becoming more and more difficult to calm down. Youruo feels like a bird trapped in a cage, longing for freedom, but unable to break free. She wants to fly and chase the light that belongs to her, but Xue Youyou's existence is like that high light, which makes her unable to get close no matter what.

"Ruo'er, why don't you speak?" Xue Youyou's voice sounded again, with a hint of concern and confusion, as if asking the secret in Youruo's heart. Youruo raised her head and her eyes met Xue Youyou's. At that moment, a complex emotion surged in her heart, including envy, jealousy, and a hint of unspeakable loss.

"I... I just feel that some things may not need to be said." Youruo finally spoke, her voice trembling slightly, as if to hide the uneasiness in her heart. Her heart was like a turbulent ocean, surging and unable to calm down.

"But, Ruo'er, I hope you can share your thoughts with me." Xue Youyou's eyes flashed with anticipation, as if she was expecting Youruo's response. Her hand still held Youruo tightly, and the warm touch shone on Youruo's heart like the sun, making her feel a little warm, but also making her feel more helpless.

"I... I really don't know how to say it." Youruo lowered her head helplessly, her heart full of bitterness and helplessness. She wanted to talk, but she couldn't say it, as if the emotion hidden deep in her heart was surging like a tide, but was ruthlessly suppressed.

"It's okay, Ruo'er, you can take your time." Xue YouyouYou's voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, gently brushing across Youruo's heart, bringing a touch of comfort and understanding. Youruo raised her head and saw Xue Youyou's bright eyes, her heart trembled, as if at this moment, she felt a long-lost warmth and support.

However, Youruo's heart was still restless, and the complex emotions surged like a tide, making her feel extremely depressed. She wanted to break free and pursue her dreams, but she couldn't get rid of the deep envy and jealousy.

"Ruo'er, you will always be my best friend." Xue Youyou's voice sounded again, warm and firm, as if injecting a force into Youruo's heart. Youruo's heart was shocked, feeling the sincerity and firmness, as if at this moment, the suppressed emotions in her heart were gently stirred, and a warm wave surged.

"Thank you, Xue Youyou." Youruo finally spoke, with a touch of touch and tenderness in her voice. She knew that although there was still endless envy and jealousy in her heart, Xue Youyou's existence was like a warm light, illuminating her way forward. A glimmer of hope gradually emerged in her heart. Perhaps she was not alone on this road to pursue her dreams.

"In fact, even if it is the position of the saint that you have been thinking about, I didn't want it from the beginning." Xue Youyou's voice was like a gentle spring breeze, slowly falling on the lake of Youruo's heart, stirring up layers of ripples. There was an indescribable heaviness in her words, as if she was telling a secret that was sealed by time.

Youruo's heart was instantly shocked and unable to control herself, as if the whole world was still at this moment. Countless moments flashed through her mind, and those envy and jealousy that once intertwined together, turning into an invisible pressure that made her breathless. What? Xue Youyou didn't want the position of the saint that everyone was vying for? This was simply incredible, and even made her feel dizzy.

"Impossible!" Youruo's voice rose eight degrees, and her emotions surged like a tide, almost drowning her. She could no longer control her breathing, and she pulled her hands out of Xue Youyou's hands, as if those warm hands contained endless secrets, but made her feel extremely scared. If the conversation at this moment was not for apology, she really wanted to slap Xue Youyou without hesitation and question her harshly, whether this woman who has lived in the envy and praise of everyone since childhood knows all the pressure and expectations she has endured.

"At the beginning, before the Saint's Ceremony, I personally went to ask my grandmother, hoping that she could give me the position of Saint. After all, you are more suitable for this position than me, and I can't bear that heavy responsibility at all." Xue Youyou's eyes flashed with a trace of determination, as if she was recalling that difficult past, but her voice was so soft, but full of helplessness and determination.

Youruo's heart was shaken, as if the huge waves that were raised had shattered her thoughts. Is there such a thing? She couldn't believe it. Xue Youyou's declaration of "I don't want it" kept echoing in her mind, like a flash of lightning, breaking through the fog in her heart. The competition and hostility she had always believed in turned out to be her own wishful thinking, while Xue Youyou's true feelings and inner struggles were so deep and complicated.

Her thoughts were like a disrupted puzzle, with pieces flying in her mind, unable to piece together a complete picture. She remembered those years when she silently watched Xue Youyou beside her, full of envy and jealousy, as if she was the bright star, and she was just the dim dust, and could never touch that brilliance. But now, Xue Youyou actually gave up this light on her own initiative. Does she really not care about those praises and envy?

"Do you really not want it?" Youruo's voice was low and trembling, and her inner doubts and uneasiness were intertwined, as if she was pursuing the true thoughts in Xue Youyou's heart. There was a trace of uneasiness in her eyes, as if she was trying to detect the fluctuations deep in Xue Youyou's heart.

"I don't want it." Xue Youyou's tone was firm, and there was a trace of fearlessness in her eyes, as if she had made up her mind when facing an unbridgeable gap. She had a deeper pursuit and desire in her heart, which was not what the secular position of the saint could give, but the true freedom and self-identity.

Youruo's heart was shaken again, as if a warm current was surging in her heart. She began to understand that Xue Youyou's choice was not because of her weakness, but her other understanding and pursuit of life. She did not want to be bound by the halo, but longed to explore a wider world in her own way.

"But everyone is looking forward to you becoming a saint." Youruo's voice trembled slightly, and her worry and concern for Xue Youyou were intertwined. SheI can't help but think of those past scenes. The people of the city were looking forward to Xue Youyou's saint ceremony. Her every smile and every appearance touched the hearts of countless people.

"I know." Xue Youyou's eyes were like clear lake water, clear and bright, as if she could see through the confusion in Youruo's heart. "But I would rather choose to be myself than live in the expectations of others. That kind of life is too depressing, and I can't breathe."

A warm feeling surged in Youruo's heart, as if at this moment, she felt a long-lost understanding and resonance. She began to realize that Xue Youyou's choice was not only loyalty to her heart, but also a brave self-liberation. She was no longer the saint struggling in the eyes of the crowd, but a real self, a woman who dared to pursue her inner desires.