The voice that was engraved into his mind

Cha Qing Luo's mind was filled with thoughts of Nan jiateng. She was worried about his safety.

She didn't even know how Nan Jateng was doing right now, or if he was still alive.

Cha Qing Luo's thoughts ran wild every day, and she couldn't eat.

Sometimes, even though she was very hungry, Cha Qing Luo just couldn't eat.

As a result, in just a few days, Cha Qing Luo had also lost weight. Her cheeks, which had been a little chubby, had become sharper, and no flesh could be seen.

She was in a daze, as if she could be blown away by the wind.

Cha Qing Luo also skipped class for a long time.

When she walked around the campus, she felt as if her soul had left her body.

Although she was walking around the campus and looking at the school scene, she felt that she couldn't fit in with the campus.

Because she couldn't see Nan jiateng, she didn't know what his current situation was.