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?"

were as dark as the night sky. "If he

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

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

shouted coldly and indifferently,

more dispassionate and icy. His eyes that rarely showed emotions

my mouth to say something,

at his computer, I suppressed the pain in my heart and said, "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 end, one way or another. People who get together will inevitably have to separate in the end. I won't

yours to have, then it would be best to let

more willing to part in life. At

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