C51 It's good that you know it

The wheelchair teenager let out a long sigh. His expression became unspeakably lonely and gloomy as he said: "I know, a person like me, she is such a kind woman, how could she fancy me? She is like the sun, and I am the weed that grows in the darkest corner, and no matter how brilliant her light is, it will never reach me. "

Ye Tiancheng's brows twisted