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?"

he isn't dead?" He retorted, his eyes were as dark as the night sky. "If he was still alive, would you still want to repay

and felt that he was taking things too seriously. I did my best to control my emotions and yelled,

concerned, Irvin was already gone, and there was only

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

eyeballed me, and his black eyes were as deep as the sea. After a long time, he pursed his dry lips and seated his slender and tall body on

shouted coldly and indifferently,

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

to say something, but alas, no words

"Hendrix, I don't know why you're so angry over someone who is no longer in this world. If you think me this fickle, then we can get a divorce. After all, relationships would eventually

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

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

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