In Chao Zheng's eyes, Song Chui was a real sick man. He looked like Xiaojiabiyu, was as reserved as a boudoir, and had the strength to be like an old woman paralyzed in bed. She couldn't help feeling that this person was better maintained as a vase. So when she was asked to complete Song Chui's mission, she reluctantly accepted it. As time went on, I offered to help.
"Song Chui-san, I can do it."
"Comrade Song Chui, you have to believe me!"
"Brother Song Chui, I am extremely confident!"
"Why, little brother, you look down on me?" The ending was unified and already on the way to completion before anyone could say anything.
The number of times increased, and the whole class started to fight for a united front with Chao.
Song Chui finally couldn't bear it anymore. "I need five or six people to protect me when I go to the toilet?"
In Song Chui's eyes, Chao Zheng was not as angry as an ox and his voice was as loud as a bell. In the eyes of everyone, she is warm and understanding. The arrogance and arrogance in the eyes of others only cover up the loneliness and abjection in her heart, which is unique to Song Chui in her heart.
Everyone thought that if Chao Zheng fell in love, it would be simple and straightforward, but she has been unable to wake up from the autism in her original family.
"Song Chui, can we just learn from each other and make progress together, falling in love like this?" The next sentence that only mosquitoes can hear is "Always be like this, always be like this."
Song Chui understood what she meant, but what she said was a joke. "What, you want to create a sea?"
Purpose: Hold high the ideological banner of Marxism-Leninism