The appearance is an S-level awakened person

Mo Li stood there in a daze, stroking his swollen left face with his hand. There was no hatred in his eyes, only helplessness and self-mockery.

He sat on a bench in a daze, his head drooping and listless, like a walking corpse.

His pupils gradually expanded until they became completely dim and even without light.

Time seemed to have stopped. The few students who passed by occasionally did not notice that the person sitting on the bench in a daze was Mo Li, the S-level ice-type awakener who had recently become famous.

The various people around him completely disappeared from his perception. If someone walked in front of him at this moment, I'm afraid Mo Li would not know.

Bai Jiu's slap woke him up firmly. Yes, how could he be worthy of Bai Jiu? She was so outstanding, so outstanding that people dared not cross the line for fear of causing dissatisfaction.

He was just a cowardly coward, a weak person who only knew how to disguise himself with indifference.

How can a person who denies himself expect to be recognized by others?

These are destined to be just fantasies...

A sense of inferiority that is as real as reality lingers around Mo Li, wrapping him up like a poor creature using thorns to protect himself.

His breathing gradually became heavy, and the setting sun was slowly blocked by a layer of dark clouds. The afterglow on Mo Li's cheek also slowly faded at this moment.

He was like a loner abandoned by heaven and earth, and no light was willing to pour on him and share the beauty of the world with him.

Da Da Da!

The pattering raindrops fell rapidly from the dense clouds that were impervious to a trace of light, and hit Mo Li's head hard.

The faint thunder seemed to mock his incompetence, and the rain that vented freely was like a punishment from heaven, which defeated his pride.

A low and sad melody faintly sounded in his ears, making the atmosphere more intense.

As an 18-year-old adult, he knew very well that his current state was particularly wrong.

He had to correct it in time.

But no matter how he comforted himself in his heart, his body did not move at all, as if it was frozen.

His closed heart made him restless, tired of everything around him, and he couldn't wait to escape, but the intense mental shock had already made him almost numb.

The rain was getting heavier and louder, and the thunder of judgment of sin crossed the dark sky, dragging Mo Li's shadow very long...

A gust of wind blew, blowing off Mo Li's temples, revealing his decadent face.

The boy of the past was no longer elegant and domineering, but his expression was depressed and slightly embarrassed.

The milk tea in his hand began to cool down, and the temperature disappeared with the gust of wind. The only thing that could make him feel warm also left at this time.

Water marks flowed across his cheeks, and I didn't know whether it was dripping raindrops or tears from the heart.

"What a fool! It's raining so hard, but you don't know where to hide, and you'll make me worry."

Suddenly, a gentle female voice with an apology sounded, like a spring breeze blowing across the face, summer flowers in the eyes, instantly warming up the empty and cold heart.

Turning his head suddenly, Mo Li looked at the woman in front of him in shock, his pupils full of confusion and confusion.

"You... didn't you go back?"

With a slightly trembling tone, Mo Li said hesitantly, changing his previous vigorous and resolute manner.

Bai Jiu looked directly at the other party's surprised eyes, and then held his chin, regardless of whether the wet hair would damage his image.

"If you don't leave, how can I leave? I can't leave you, a poor coward..."

Bai Jiu said softly, revealing a tenderness that had never appeared in his eyes, and his hands sometimes exerted force and sometimes released, afraid of hurting Mo Li, or scaring him away.

She wanted to leave and never give Mo Li a good face.

But she thought again, no one owes anyone in the world. Although Mo Li said it too much, her slap would undoubtedly hit the other person's heart and hurt him all over.

Girls can cry loudly when they are sad, but men can't. They know that they can't cry and can't show weakness. Silence is often their most common means.

However, once the emotions accumulated in the heart burst out, it can't be solved by crying alone. It will really drive a person crazy.

Although Mo Li's mentality is much stronger than that of ordinary people, Bai Jiu still doesn't dare to gamble.

The result of a gambler's loss is nothing more than the destruction of his family. She doesn't want this to happen to her, let alone to the person she likes.

Mo Li is the person who has brought her the most different feelings over the years. Others approach her almost with a purpose, while the other party is just pure.Want to tease herself.

She had no emotional experience, and she couldn't help but fall in love with this feeling.

"You... I..."

Mo Li's eyes were slightly red, and he spoke incoherently. He raised his hand, but didn't know what to do.

Just when he was about to put his hand down, Bai Jiu quickly grabbed it, and her warm and sweet lips with a hint of milky fragrance gently touched Mo Li's mouth, and her beautiful eyes slowly closed at this time.