From childhood to adulthood, Zhong Quinoa has suffered too many injuries.

But those are emotional problems, and the trauma can be minimized through counseling.

This time, it will affect her life.

"I'm clear, white."

Zhong Quinoa knew his hard work.

The dense scars on his arms show not only the pain of the original owner, but also the self-blame of the family.

Old Man Zhong suppressed the thoughts in his heart, "Let's eat quickly, go back to the room after eating and sleep well." ”

in the room.

Zhong Quinoa looked at the friend application and fell into deep thought.

[Little mute, pass quickly! ] 】

The original owner is closed in his heart, and WeChat is only available to Lu Zichen.

Add to that the uninhibited tone......

She already had a guess in her mind.

As soon as I agreed, I received a call from the other party.

Zhong Quinoa hung up decisively, and tapped his fingers on the keyboard.

[Something? 】

She was replied with a voice message.

"Little mute, say a word to the master."

This frivolous tone, who else can there be except Xiao Yao.

I added it a few times before, but it was rejected by the original owner.

It doesn't matter, but I don't want to waste time either.

[It's okay to delete it.] 】

The other side is in a hurry.

"Don't, don't."

"I wonder if you're stimulated by something."

Stimulate?

Zhong Qu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Does a different soul count?

There was silence for a long time.

Xiao Yao broke the situation, "Hey, it's a brother in a dormitory, don't be so cold." ”

Brothers?

The corners of Zhong Quinoa's mouth rose slightly.

It's a pity that they have different body structures and can't be real brothers.

The original owner is used to it.,Anything can be dealt with calmly.,Even if you're bullied many times, you're indifferent.。

didn't want to show his emotions, but left a cold impression on others.

But it's good to keep it up like this.

Zhong Quinoa no longer paid attention to the frequent message prompts and turned off directly.

……

But after a weekend's work, the whole class knew about Zhong Quinoa's medical miracle.

Needless to say, it must have been a good thing for Xiao Yao's big mouth.

As soon as he entered the classroom, Xiao Yao shouted at the top of his voice: "Little mute." ”

Attracts the attention of the class.

Zhong Qu looked over, and his cold eyebrows and eyes exuded a cold light, hitting the depths of the person.

As if frightened by this terrifying gaze, Xiao Yao obediently shut up.

Everyone in a class knows what the situation of bell quinoa is.

Because of arrogance, he is often bullied, and he cares about it and puts on a stinky face, which has caused dissatisfaction among many people.

The words are full of disdain, even if I am next to him, I do not shy away from it.

The foul language was all in his ears, and Zhong Quinoa did not react, just returned to his seat.

She glanced at Lu Zichen, who was sleeping dimly next to her, moved her chair, and put her schoolbag on the table.

It's good to be young, and you can fall asleep in such a noisy environment.

When I looked up, I saw someone sneaking around, sitting down in front of her with a stack of documents in his hand.

Xiao Yao turned around and rested his head on the back of the chair, "Eh, why didn't you reply to me yesterday." ”

"It's boring if you can't read it back."

Zhong Quinoa tilted his head, and the barrel of the pen rotated flexibly between his fingers.

"Oh, I didn't see it."

As soon as the words fell, another classmate sitting in front of him looked over in surprise and happened to meet Zhong Quino's gaze.

It's a girl.

Before, Zhong Qu's eyes were dead silent, like a puppet without a soul walking in the world, without any ups and downs.

Now, like crystal clear ice crystals, dazzling, cold, and deadly.

Xiao Yao patted the girl's shoulder, "Look, I'll just tell you that the little mute can talk, you still don't believe it." ”