"Why are you coming to my house!" The little girl said fiercely. Is she really so disgusting? Zhuang Xu touched his nose.
"Chang Qingqing, please don't be rude! Call me, Xiaoxu is here to tutor you in math! From now on, you will tutor me for three hours every afternoon!"
——Seven years ago, he and she were the brother and sister next door, a tutor and a follower.
"Who is this early in the morning? If the sky isn't falling, be careful with my little leather whip!" Chang Qing grabbed the phone and roared fiercely.
"I don't know if the sky is falling or not, but now many houses have collapsed." A clear and cold voice came from the receiver, and Chang Qing didn't react: "Huh?"
"We will gather at the hospital in twenty minutes. Emergency missions will be dispatched on time at 7:30." Bang, the phone was hung up.
——Seven years later, he and she were a psychiatrist, an intern, and strangers.
My heart has always closed the door, not to prevent you from coming in, but because you are inside and have never left.