Up to this point, it is an inspirational and successful story of a lonely boy's counterattack. Wei Qinghan has indeed been the pride of his family for a long time.

Until he was about to return to China for employment after graduation and marry his engaged girlfriend, Wei Qinghan was killed in an ordinary shooting due to the incompetent rage of a trash man on the other side of the ocean.

A few years later, when I saw Wei Qinghan, who was still a little kid in the second grade of junior high school, Wei Qingfan had mixed feelings in his heart, but in the end he didn't say anything, he just patted his thin shoulder and stood next to him.

He sat down.

Wei Qinghan turned his head and glanced at this brother strangely, a little confused by his unusual behavior.

Then he looked away in silence without saying anything, quietly wiped the shoulder he had patted with his hand, and moved the chair to the side without leaving any trace.

Wei Qingfan turned to look at him, then moved his chair towards him and touched him with his elbow.

Wei Qinghan turned his head and looked at him for two seconds, then gently moved the chair to the side and pressed it against the wall.

Wei Qingfan also moved over and accidentally touched him with his knee.

Wei Qinghan turned his head again and looked at Wei Qingfan. After two seconds, he lowered his head with a somewhat aggrieved expression and turned slightly to the side. He clasped his hands and clamped them with his legs, maintaining such a look.
Chapter completed!