Can't stay idle, once idle, can't help but reminisce, it's like tormenting oneself.
Swallowing the cookie, Mo Shangjun tilted her head back to drink some water, then glanced at Zhou Weichi with an indescribable expression and finally laughed and cursed, "Really got scolded badly."
Since childhood, apart from this time, only Liang Zhiqiong's father had scolded her.
This time it wasn't a one-man show, but a group confrontation, attacking from all sides.
The scene was nothing short of spectacular.
"You'll get used to it." Zhou Weichi said, "Can't reason with them, just have to endure it. There's no other way, they have no other way. They know a few of you can't handle it, but they need a bit of hope, a straw to clutch at. They were too bewildered by such a huge natural disaster."
"I know."
Mo Shangjun said softly, taking another bite of the compressed biscuit.
With something in her stomach, it wasn't as nauseating.
