C863 Heartstring Tension

The feeling of being wronged slowly seeped into his eyes.

Mi Xiao... Changed... No matter how slow she was, she could tell …

Lunch time...

She was in school, lying expressionlessly on her desk.

"Yunsu, you're so weird. Why didn't you come home for lunch today?" Usually, it was Zhang Tong who came to take her home for lunch with his uncle