He stared blankly at himself reflected in the window. He had a pale complexion, an obviously malnourished body, and long black hair that covered his big gray eyes. With his small face and thin cherry-red lips, he clearly had a pretty face, but it was hidden under the black hair. Is this him? It seems to have shrunk a lot, what's going on?
"Xiao Le, Xiao Le, are you listening?" He turned his head and looked at the person opposite with eyes full of sadness, Xiao Le? Are you calling me? : "Xiao Le, promise brother, will you give up Brother Dong? Stop liking him. Don't hurt yourself like this again." Brother? Brother Dong? Who. "Yeah." He responded lightly.
"Why do you still refuse to give up? Brother knows that it will be difficult for you to accept it for a while, but now you... Wait, Xiaole, what did you just say?"
"Yeah." He repeated his previous answer in a single tone. Seeing the disbelief on the face of the person in front of him, he asked the child-like young man in a doubtful tone...