Xiaobai's Counterattack: The Great God of Glory Lives Next Door

Chapter 262 Calvin provoked me to write a side story about Big Orange (2)

The roads in the United States are not as traffic jams as in China, and the traffic lights are not very frequent.So Fingersi had the opportunity to drive the car very fast, reaching over 100 yards.

If it weren't for the occasional speed limit light photo, I believe he would have gone straight to [-] yards.But fortunately, I can't bear it at two hundred yards, but at a speed of one hundred yards, I still have no pressure.

The first time I parked the car at school, I jumped out without waiting for him to grab it.She even took the time to show him an extremely provocative smile.

He was probably furious and wanted to catch me without closing the car door. I was so scared that I ran ten meters away from him.

Fingersi seemed to be a popular figure in the school. Within two minutes of arriving here, there were already about a hundred girls gathered around him.All eyes were staring at him with admiration.

He had no choice but to park the car, come over and hold my hand, and then trot all the way to the Academic Affairs Office.

It was obviously not the first time I held hands with a boy, but his hand was really the warmest I have ever held.

His palms were generous and gentle, completely opposite to his behavior today.Perhaps, deep inside, he has a considerate soul.

For the sake of the Taylor family, the teacher didn't make it difficult for me, and the admission procedures were easily completed.

However, the philosophy department that was promised became the performance department.

"What's going on? What I want to study is philosophy. Please don't change other people's decisions without authorization, okay?!"

However, Fingesy didn't care about my accusation, and directly left me on this unfamiliar campus of Nuo University.

Leaving me shivering in the cold wind, he answered the phone and drove away in his car to go to a bar and drink with his friends.

In fact, at that moment, I felt quite regretful. If I had known that I would come to the United States, I would have studied English well.It’s not like now, I don’t even have the courage to communicate with others.

I don’t know where I am now, but there is a golden plane tree not far away.It's very similar to the scene in "Goblin" where Mr. Ghost is tempted.

There was a bench in the woods. I didn’t take off my shoes, so I just sat on it with my knees in my arms.

Holding your knees with your hands and burying your head in your knees, this is how Luo He and I learned to relieve grief.

When a person huddles up, the surface area is reduced, and the wind rushes into the heart, which is protected by the knees.In this way, you will feel very warm, and the empty space in your heart seems to be filled up a lot.

But I didn't have time to grieve alone. A tall boy with black hair and yellow skin who looked like an Asian came over.

He asked me in a pure American English accent what was wrong and if I needed help.

Of course I need help. I am penniless, do not speak the language, and do not know the way... I am just a superfluous existence.

But you can't help me with anything.It would be better to choose not to speak or speak.

I continued to hug myself and buried myself in silence.

As if guessing, the boy's next sentence turned into Chinese: "Are you from China?"

!Chinese?
The moment I looked up, yes, I cried out of hopelessness.

Do you know how desperate a person who speaks poor English would feel in a foreign country where everyone speaks English?Like a superfluous intruder who insists on getting in even though he clearly doesn't belong here.

At this moment, I really understood that when a fellow villager meets a fellow villager, tears well up in his eyes, which is an expression of sadness and grievance.

Especially when I was at my wits end, the saddest and most desperate moment, the appearance of this boy who spoke Chinese was like the arrival of an angel.

(End of this chapter)