This feeling is truly awful!
Momo silently leaves the crowd and walks into the secluded grove, feeling gloomy.
Hugging her knees and squatting down, she draws circles with her fingers while mumbling to herself, "Doesn't anyone think my decision was right? That guy back then ignored everyone, so excellent it was almost abnormal, clearly younger than us, yet so cold and aloof, not close to anyone, not cute at all! How did he become so popular now? Everyone is on his side! It's truly maddening, a bunch of appearance-obsessed people..."
Muttering, muttering...
Suddenly, warm breath approaches bit by bit from behind, and Momo suddenly tenses her spine.
Is there a wild animal in this grove?
When did it get so close?
It's right behind her, and she didn't notice it at all!
Aunt Hua! I'm sorry, after training for so many years, my alertness is still so low!
Oh my! If I had known, I wouldn't have come here alone, what good does it do to be so gloomy?
