Liu Ningning's heart felt a little sour, but it was also very warm, as if there was a warm current flowing through it.
She had a soft personality and didn't know how to fight with others, quarrel, or scold others.
Some people thought that she was easy to bully, and some mocked her for bullying her.
At that time, she would always secretly hold back her tears and swallow her grievances in her heart as she continued to study.
In fact, it was really unbearable to be wronged.
However, no one was backing her up, and she couldn't argue with anyone. She could only secretly wipe her tears.
When she was crying secretly, she was even mocked by others, saying that she only knew how to cry.
But if she didn't cry, she would be too upset and she didn't know how to vent her emotions.
Sometimes, even though she didn't want to cry, she couldn't help but cry.
However, at this moment, she was no longer alone. She was being protected and protected by Luo yanxiao.
