C87 I Started to Despise Him

At this moment, Zhao Sitong's beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Her eyes were dull, and her thoughts seemed to float very far away. There was no life on her face. She clearly did not do anything, but she made people feel the despair of her loneliness. That kind of loneliness was like there was a cluster of blossoms around her, but she was a lonely leaf