Luo yanxiao looked at Liu Ningning's nervous expression and stepped forward to hold her hand. Feeling the calluses on her palm, his heart ached.
It turned out that she had been so sensible since she was young and had worked hard.
He thought about what he was doing at his age. He was still playing at that age. He had no worries. He wanted to eat, he wanted to play, and no one cared about him.
However, Liu Ningning had to bear so much at that time.
Luo yanxiao's heart ached. He felt that it was the right decision to go home with Liu Ningning. At least, he had learned a lot.
"There are calluses on my palms. They're very rough," Liu Ningning said unnaturally.
"No, it's just nice for me to hold it. It's just that you've suffered so much in the past."
"It's nothing. I didn't think much of it back then. It's good enough to be able to go to school. Please don't mind what my parents said or did wrong. "
