I stared at him, unafraid of his interrogative attitude. I explained, "It's not what you think. Even if he's just a friend, I'd still do what I did if I saw someone who looks just like him -what's more to say if he was someone I owe my life to."

He got up and walked towards me. His cold breath wrapped around me, and his voice was low and oppressive. "And you know what is it that I think?"

I pursed my lips and subconsciously took a few steps backwards. Before long, I was met with the cold wall, and I had nowhere else to turn to.

"Hendrix, why are you so angry? Is it because I can't let him go, or do you think I shouldn't be emotional over a dead person?"

He let out a cold sneer. "What do you think?"

I pursed my lips. I knew that he was extremely possessive. After a pause, I replied, "No matter what you think, Irvin is already dead, isn't he?"

"If he was still alive, would you still want to repay him for saving your life

things too seriously. I did my best to control my emotions

Irvin was already gone, and there was only guilt and regret left

a fit because he simply couldn't accept the fact that the regret I

long time, he pursed his dry lips and seated

shouted coldly and

black coat made him look even more dispassionate and icy. His eyes that rarely showed

to say something,

in this world. If you think me this fickle, then we can get a divorce. After all, relationships would eventually end, one way or another. People who get

was not yours to have, then it would be best to let it go. People either separate while alive, or

to death, I was more willing to part in life. At least, we

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