“One is willing to be beaten and the other is willing to suffer. What do you know?”
Lin Wanwan tried to recall the boy’s appearance, but she could not recall it no matter how hard she tried. She only remembered that he was very good-looking. Many young girls were willing to play with him, but he was always sticking to her.
“He fainted alone at the entrance of the orphanage. He must have been abandoned by his family. At that time, my face was still disfigured. My friends were also adopted one after another. No One played with me. He was the only one who stayed with me. Until one day, he disappeared.”
Lin Wanwan rambled on, looking a little nostalgic.
“I looked for him for a long time, but he never appeared again.”
Lu Zhanbei suddenly asked, “Then how did your face Get Better?”