Zeng Shuai raised his finger at her and said, "Zhong Zhenzhen, come out."
Zhong Zhenzhen covered her son with a quilt and followed Zeng Shuai out.
"What's wrong?"
Zeng Shuai was surprisingly unusual today. He didn't look glib. He seemed to want to say something important to her.
He lit a cigarette, and when the butt was almost empty, he slowly spoke: "Zhong Zhenzhen, don't lose yourself here."
The Zhong Zhenzhen he knew was a bit weak, but deep down he was strong
However, Zhong Zhenzhen looks very strong on the outside, but is very fragile in her bones. She just builds walls for herself over and over again to isolate outsiders from approaching.
It seems like I am losing myself step by step
Yao Qianqian and Hu Xueer's matter does not have to be resolved this way. Even if she wins, so what, they will still continue to bully her.
Even though Lu Yuhao is very optimistic about Zhong Zhenzhen like this
"Zhong Zhenzhen, don't covet the temporary glory of pride." Zeng Shuai looked at her and said sincerely.
to the point
He was indeed right. Zhong Zhenzhen clenched his fists. This feeling of being seen through was really annoying. Although the teacher also expressed what Zeng Shuai said, Zhong Zhenzhen didn't take it to heart at all.
She really thinks that if she wins in face, she can be proud enough
But who can know the inferiority complex deep inside?
I'm afraid only friends like Zeng Shuai would tell her the truth. A thank you is really not enough to express her gratitude.
"Then you take care of Xiaozhe. I'll go back first. You don't have to come tomorrow morning. I'll give you leave." After saying that, Zeng Shuai left.
Not long after Zeng Shuai left, Zhong Zhenzhen received his call again.
"What are you doing?"
Zeng Shuai whispered to her, "I saw that Song Zixuan is also in this hospital. Do you think you should take Xiaozhe to another hospital?"
Zhong Zhenzhen’s hand holding the phone is a little cold
How could Song Zixuan be here? He was obviously picked up by the driver
Not hearing Zhong Zhenzhen's reply, Zeng Shuai asked again, "Sister, could you please give me a message?"
"Is he sick, or is he here to see a patient?" Song Zixuan had vomited like that in the wine just now. She guessed that he was probably suffering from alcohol poisoning.
"He's in the emergency room." Zeng Shuai heard her ask and was extremely impatient. How could this woman still care about him?
Sure enough
"Do I need to move to another hospital for you?" Zeng Shuai asked.