Tong Yingying sighed looking at Yan Huan in front of her, and said,
"If only I could be so heartless. After all, they're my parents. I've been studying here since high school, and they've been farming back in my hometown to support me. No matter what..."
But as she spoke, she couldn't help getting a bit angry,
"But every single day, it's driving me nuts. They always force me between these extreme choices, either I hurt myself or I hurt them. What's the point?"
"Don't rush, there's a better way, Sister Tong."
"Mmm-hmm, let's hear it..."
Yan Huan raised an index finger and asked,
"Sister Tong, have you ever thought about why they're always pushing you to get married?"
"What else could it be? Old-fashioned thinking..."
"Mm, that might be part of it... but I think there's another reason: it's because you worry them too much. They hope there will be someone to take care of you."
"No way, did you get brainwashed by them too?"
