[BL]Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle(Rebirth) [MTL]

Chapter 127

Zhang Zhaohe sighed: "You and Li brother are really different."

Li Rong didn't expect Zhang Zhaohe to suddenly mention his father, and couldn't help but be in a trance for a moment.

He also knew that he was very different from his parents, but suddenly he didn't think it was a compliment when he heard this from outsiders, because in his heart, his parents were very good people, so being very different means that he was not that good. .

True, he just wasn't that good.

Zhang Zhaohe then said, "I like you more."

He said this casually, but very seriously.

Compared to Li Qingli and Gu Nong, he really likes Li Rong more.

Li Rong chuckled: "Why?"

Indeed, his parents never mentioned Zhang Zhaohe's name, so that Li Rong always felt that Zhang Zhaohe and his parents were unfamiliar.

But now it seems that it is probably familiar, maybe just because the parents rarely talk about work after returning home.

Zhang Zhaohe smiled a little helplessly: "You are more like a mortal. It seems that only by seeing the essence of society and the reality of human nature can people abandon unrealistic idealism."

Li Rong found that Zhang Zhaohe also seemed to disagree . The pure and perfect ideals of his parents.

I feel that the reason why there are people in this world who repay grievances with virtue and hold the world in their hearts is because these people have not experienced the blow of reality and do not know that this world is not worth saving.

Li Rong was silent for a while, and then he said with his eyes bent: "I've disappointed you, I've been a mortal since I was born."

Zhang Zhaohe squeezed a hard smile out of his throat, and he nodded heavily: "Then I like you more."

Zhang Zhaohe couldn't help but send out an invitation: "Is there something to do later, do you want to go fishing with me?"

During the winter vacation, an idle lecturer like Zhang Zhaohe, who has no projects, has a whole afternoon to splurge. .

Li Rong looked down at the small stack of exemption slips, and said calmly, "Didn't you say take me to the lab? It's just that with my grades, I can change majors freely."

He knew that he had missed a lot of classes. , but this bundle of paper was held in his hand, and the impact was still quite large.

He used to be a standard good student, but now he has been devastated.

Zhang Zhaohe: "I don't think you need to worry about me anymore. To be honest, this is the first time in my class that the first grade has appeared. It seems that I can also experience the feeling of winning the bonus."

Li Rong found that Zhang Showa's fountain pen is beautifully written, with a dashing edge and smooth lines, as if it had been carefully practiced.

There is also this pen, the pen is also good, the ink is even, the tip is very smooth, it should be expensive.

But now few teachers insist on using pens.

Li Rong still remembered the pen that Zhang Zhaohe always hung on his chest when he was wearing a tunic suit.

When Zhang Zhaohe was talking, he made a small gesture. He would touch the pen every once in a while, as if to make sure that the pen was still there.