C180 I'm Not Worthy of Her

Zeng Zimo looked at the reflection on the glass with self-mockery. "Sister, look. How can a person like me be worthy of Zhao Xi? We are despicable and dark. We are selfish to the point of doing anything. " Zhao Xi, on the other hand, was the blazing sun of midsummer. She was so bright that she could not contain a trace of darkness.

When he saw her, he always felt that he could not raise his head