"Why?" Xia Luo asked.
You Mei looked at her, "I thought you would understand the feeling of being emotionally distant from family, since you and I are alike, both without family."
"I don't have family, but you..."
"It's equivalent to not having them. Knowing I have depression, they look at me like I'm a monster. If they knew I tried to commit suicide because of this illness, they wouldn't feel sorry for me or want to take care of me. They'd just think I'm a disgrace." You Mei gave a bitter smile.
Xia Luo hugged her with a pained heart.
It seemed that her family's contribution to her illness was significant.
Yan Yu knocked on the door and asked Xia Luo to step out for a moment.
Xia Luo placed the cut apple next to You Mei, "Eat some if you want, eat some fruit."
You Mei nodded, looking at her gratefully as she left.
However, as soon as Xia Luo stepped out, the gratitude in You Mei's eyes changed immediately.
It became inscrutable.
"What's the matter?"
Xia Luo asked.
