Yan Zixi woke up from the rusty dormitory bed, and the dampness and mildew smell rushed into her nose.
Why is my family suddenly so poor? Oh, this is not my home...
Lying on the bed in a daze, the bed suddenly began to shake, and walking down the stairs came a sleepy... Handsome guy? It seemed that he had not woken up. As soon as he lifted up the quilt and fell down, he was ripped out of the quilt by a hand. Yan Zixi was about to have a seizure when he saw Dashuai Bi raising his other hand and shaking it in front of him, "Wake up, little classmate, stop sleeping."
Intention: Study hard and make progress every day