"Is that so? But I don't think I need friends to share with me."
This was what little Cangshu understood about friends since he was young. Moreover, he really did not have many friends.
He didn't even have any classmates he could chat with.
The main thing was that little Cangshu felt that the children around him were either not smart or childish.
He didn't have the desire to let the little sword-like grass open its mouth to chat.| In short, little Cangshu really didn't need friends from kindergarten and training classes.
The only time he wanted to share his feelings with Li Muyao was when he met his sister.
