"Yusheng, I don't want to love you anymore"
The neighbor's hand turned the lighter for a moment, and the shock and pain on his face only appeared for 0.01 Seconds, and then turned into a pursed smile.
"Ha... You are just a bitch to me. It's a pity that the few condoms I have cultivated with so much effort have to be given away..."
There were tears in the corners of Le Shu's eyes, but she said nothing more. There was no expression on her pale little face. She seemed to have finally made up her mind over and over again, thousands of times.
"You are no longer the person I knew. I wish you happiness, but I do not wish you happiness."
The girl staggered away, and the jasmine fragrance in her hair seemed to linger in the room. Yu Sheng clenched his right hand, veins penetrated the fair skin, and the nails were carved into the flesh and oozed blood. The only remaining jasmine fragrance in the room was covered by the smell of blood, floating...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
