When Zhiwei woke up, the sun was already on top of her head. Zhiwei was almost hungry and started looking for food.
What comes into view is an elegant room, with the faint sound of a piano.
She climbed up from the table, looked at the bed seven steps away, and rubbed her sore shoulders. Alas! Sometimes you really can't force too much, and some people may learn to be pity and cherish their love all their lives.
Can't learn.
"Why is there no food?" Zhiwei muttered to the person sitting next to her in confusion.
The little bully's face was a little gloomy. "I have to carry you here and have some hot and delicious food waiting for you!"
The hands of a girl playing the piano trembled. She was really afraid of this guest! Her legs became weak when he yelled.
"I'm sick. Do you understand if I send Buddha to the West?"
The little bully refused to pay attention to her. Every time she had a lot of nonsense that he couldn't understand! "You are not sick! Master Yuan told me all!" You can't even think of lying to him!
Zhiwei lowered her eyes and remained motionless. Her voice floated out along with the sad and beautiful music, full of sadness. "How can a real strange disease be understood by a master... Maybe, the next moment, I will sleep to death and stay away."
The human world..."
"..." The little bully was infected for a moment. "Actually, that's not the case. Don't think so. It's not good for your disease..."
People who are immediately influenced to admit the other person’s illness!
"Sir, can we serve the food now?" A waiter knocked on the door, breaking the sadness in the room.
"Send, send, send! Send it here immediately! I'm almost starving to death!" Zhiwei immediately shouted in high spirits, pounding the table non-stop.
"..."
To sympathize with such people is to make yourself more pitiable!
The little bully gritted his teeth and watched her movements. If he didn't know that this was a lie! Then his life would have been in vain!
"You Zhiwei!" The little bully knocked on the table so hard that the teacup on it shook.
The sound of the piano vibrated fiercely three times.
"Shh!" Zhiwei immediately covered his mouth and looked at the little girl playing the piano.
Tears began to shine in the little girl's eyes. Wuwu... If she hadn't had a good work ethic, she would have run away long ago! But it seems like her feet are too weak to run... Wuwu...