A stark white light poured down from the ceiling, covering the children's playground like a bug screen on a dining table.
In the sandbox area, Sun Changkong and Shang Xiaoqi were swinging.
The swing swayed up and down, matched by Sun Changkong's fluctuating mood. Honestly! She was almost driven crazy by this guy with such a pronounced case of adolescence struggles!
Shang Xiaoqi hadn't properly looked at her from the start, and the first things out of his mouth were, "Don't come near me...I don't want to form bonds with others," "Only the weak need bonds, the strong are solitary," and "After the betrayal of friendship, my heart is already riddled with wounds," and such phrases.
Despite feeling a hundred kinds of frustration and helplessness, as the leader of the Salvation Squad, appointed by their Mentor, Sun Changkong felt it was her responsibility to take care of the newcomer.
