Zhong Li thought about it for a long time, but couldn't capture any relevant information about this girl.
They don't know each other at all.
The message notification bell rings, and Zhong Li exits.
Feng Qi: [I checked, this girl put you on the confession wall.]
Confession wall?
That time when I was teaching people a lesson at the snack street, I was indeed teased.
It turned out to be her.
Looking at the photos, the little girl looks pure and sweet, and has a proper temperament.
I didn’t expect that my first suitor would be of such high quality.
"Tsk."
Unfortunately, she is not a boy.
After Lu Zichen finished drinking the soup, he thoughtfully wiped the habit with paper and put it back into the bag of milk tea.
Zhong Li: "..."
But the guy didn't hesitate to ask: "Aren't you going to drink?"
After working for a long time without taking a sip of water, Zhong Li was really thirsty.
But...
He knew that Lu Zichen was not interested in things given by others, but after seeing his bandit behavior just now, Zhong Li had a feeling that he would snatch it away.
He turned his head to look at the used habit and threw it decisively into the trash can.
"Why don't you throw the milk tea in too?"
Lu Zichen thought she had lost her appetite, but saw her take out an eyebrow trimmer from somewhere, and immediately held down Zhong Li's wrist.
"What do you want to do?"
The scars on Zhong Li’s hands are his testimony.
The scene was so shocking that Lu Zichen had to check Zhong Li's belongings every now and then to avoid the existence of such things.
During this period, Zhong Li's condition improved, and he did not do anything drastic. Lu Zichen's inspections were not very frequent, and it was inevitable that there would be omissions.
I just didn’t expect that Zhong Li would still have the motive to harm himself.
"Drink milk tea." Zhong Li said matter-of-factly, "You have soiled my only straw, how can I drink it?"
Then, he shook off his hand, used an eyebrow trimmer to steadily cut the seal along the edge, and poured it into his own water glass.
A set of movements was carried out smoothly, and with a casual throw, the eyebrow trimming knife in his hand landed firmly in the trash can.
Lu Zichen:!!
He looked at Zhong Li in disbelief: "You can throw a basketball up to two meters if you are lazy, but you are so handy with an eyebrow trimmer!"
The corners of Zhong Li's mouth twitched slightly.
In physical education class, he would inevitably be asked to play ball. Lu Zichen called the original owner several times and followed him. As a result, it was difficult to stand in front of the basket and shoot.
The original owner was anemic and in poor physical condition, so he had little strength, but two meters... was too exaggerated.
Lu Zichen was still pressing: "Honestly, how many times have you used this thing?"
Zhong Li rolled his eyes and calmly lifted up his left sleeve.
There are dense cuts on it, and the marks near the wrist have faded, making it impossible to detect without looking carefully.
The wound near the joint is relatively new, but the scar has faded.
"Haven't you seen them all?"
Whenever I watch it, I feel frightened.
Lu Zichen couldn't bear it, and suddenly saw a mark on the outside. He grabbed her arm and pulled her over to take a closer look.
"What's going on?"
Zhong Li: "It was accidentally cut by someone."
The trace is very long and the trend is diagonal. It is indeed not something I can do.
The last time Lu Zichen saw her arm, she must have returned from vacation. It wasn't there yet, and it must have been injured recently. The mark was relatively shallow, and it didn't seem like the cut was deep.
Lu Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, but his face remained serious: "Who was injured?"