On the verge of widowhood

Bai Zi didn't look up: "Why didn't you participate in compulsory education in the Hui nationality?"

Qiao Que paused: "I'm sorry—"

Bai Zi's attitude wasn't bad, at most he was a bit cold. Qiao Que clenched his lower lip. Originally, he only wanted to eat, drink, and play around, so he didn't participate in compulsory education in the Hui nationality. He wasn't fleshy. There are few succulent monsters in the first place, and the Baizi species is rare, so of course someone in the clan specially took charge of this.

And he himself is just an ordinary sparrow and half-demon, his father doesn't love his mother or his tribe, no matter how young he is, he wanders all over the world alone as a family, compulsory education is not as important as filling his stomach.

But now he suddenly discovered the importance of compulsory education.

If the person he wants to protect is in danger in the future, he can protect it unscathed.

If the person he likes in the future is a big monster, he can face his feelings calmly and confidently.

Bai Zi raised his eyes and looked at him: "Only if you are strong enough can you resist the many variables in the world."

Qiao Que's fingertips pierced deeply into the palm of her hand, and when she let go of her hand again, there were four pale crescent moon marks on her palm.