C27 Pure Student(25)

Feng Yanlin ran away from where Ge Youyou was. He held onto the handrail and slowly squatted on the ground. He covered his mouth with his palm. He was afraid that Ge Youyou would hear his crying, and he was also afraid that he would regret doing it himself.

His helpless figure kept shrinking. A low and hoarse cry leaked from between his fingers. In the huge space, Feng Yanlin seemed very thin