Why go thank that Buddha? Zhao Zhaowei glared at his own mother.
Xie Wanying gave the books she brought to her classmate, hoping to lift his spirits, "Li Qi'an asked me to find you a few books. I picked out these that I used to enjoy reading, take a look."
"What books?" Zhao Zhaowei finally raised his head and opened the bag she handed him with no interest, pulling out one and read, "Anatomical Terms Chinese-English Contrast Dictionary."
The class's top female student indeed, her favorite books are these. Even the books she brought to entertain him were these. A string of speechlessness was all that Zhao Zhaowei felt in his heart.
"Thank you, Yingying," he said weakly, after which Zhao Zhaowei casually placed the book on the bedside table, ready to lie back down.
