C178 Bad News

Sitting in the taxi back to school, I would often hear Zhou Zisheng's lonely back and Aunt Wang's old face full of ravines. I found that I was very curious about everything about Zhou Yingge, but I subconsciously resisted.

Just as I was thinking, my cell phone suddenly vibrated crazily in my pocket.

Even though I hadn't seen who was calling, my heart inexplicably sank