a trickle of blood. Her tears welled up again.Teardrops, as small as grains of rice, streamed down her face. Her hair clung to her cheeks, damp from the rain. She stared at the dreary afternoon scene..."There's no other way about it, is there Your grandparents don't like me," 。But, I think your grandmother and grandfather are actually very good people. 。Girls shouldn't be touched casually, if you touch them, you need to take responsibility. 。In fact, given their power 。You can ignore me completelyng she saw was a ceiling of pale beige. The sound of tires rubbing against the pavement still echoed in her ears.Car!Tong Yimo suddenly sat up, her eyes widening.How could she be in the carThe ivory-c...