C298 Cerebral Disability

Jing Rui knew that even Xin was like a rose with thorns. If he didn't touch it, he wouldn't be hurt. However, the rose exuded an alluring charm that made it hard for him to stay away from it.

Holding the phone in his hand, he pressed her number and then deleted it again and again. Finally, he pressed the dial button several times, but no one answered. Every tone from "Du Du" was a torment to him