Siyi didn't understand what he was saying, but he was stunned.
She could clearly feel that her heart had sunk along with his voice, and it was filled with a sour taste.
This feeling was not good at all!
Siyi also lowered her eyes and stopped talking. Her misty eyes were a little wet from the mist.
"What day is it tomorrow?"
Saturday Junjun, " Siyi answered truthfully.
"Do you have to go to class?" He asked again.
"Don't!"
"Then accompany me at home!" It was the weekend tomorrow, and he was also off.
It seemed that he had been annoyed by the group of women for the past few days. Many times, he would think of the little guy in his arms. Perhaps it was because the little guy had not stepped into society yet, but he always gave him a feeling of purity like white paper.
He had wandered in the sophisticated society for too long and had seen too much, so much so that he had an endless yearning for this kind of purity.
