"Give it back to me! Hongwen, I beg you, I really can't lose it." Ouyang Hongwen's bloodless face looked even more miserable.
He squeezed my arm so much that it hurt, and I couldn't help but gasp. Seeing that my face was wrinkled together, he relaxed a little, his eyes full of ridicule. I became even more angry and glared at him with trembling eyes...
"Haha, Shen Youqing, did I overestimate you, or did I misjudge you from the beginning? After all these years, I am not as important as this eliminated Panasonic DVC180. I never want to see you again!"
"Uh-huh," I cried out in pain, feeling like my arm was about to be broken. Ouyang Hongwen didn't say anything, just lowered his head and stared at me.
Sweat flowed down my forehead and into my eyes, which was very astringent and painful. I shook my head hard, raised my head suddenly and stared into his eyes... Those stubborn eyes were full of anger, despair, and a trace of pain that could not be erased. At that moment, I was stunned. It turned out that he also had a fragile side that was exposed by me. I opened my mouth and swallowed the words again.
In the dark midnight, the moon looked extraordinarily bright. Ouyang Hongwen gradually let go of me, sighed meaningfully, a faint smile appeared on his lips, turned around and disappeared into the vast night, never looking back.
I breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of my heart, slowly curled up in the corner like an injured Jinjila, hugged the Panasonic DVC180 tightly in my hand, looked around helplessly, and finally burst into tears.
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