"You ..."
Li Mengmeng was on the verge of a mental breakdown. She was subconsciously afraid of anyone, but the young man's smile gave her a feeling of calmness. At first glance, he gave off a quiet feeling, unlike the indifference of the pedestrians who were looking at him like he was a madman, and unlike the gloominess of those who suddenly changed their faces, he just sat in the car and looked at him.
The smile was sincere and gave Li Mengmeng an indescribable sense of security.
Slowly, Li Mengmeng stretched out her hand carefully, took the tissue from him, and wiped the tears on her face.
"You ... How can you help me?"
“..”
Upon hearing Li Mengmeng's question, the young man smiled. However, before he could answer, he suddenly grabbed behind him.
His actions were very sudden, without any warning.
Even his arm seemed to be twisted to the back, which seemed to be against common sense.
