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?"

his eyes were as dark as the night sky. "If he was still alive,

things too seriously. I did my best to

far as I was concerned, Irvin was already gone, and there

fact that the regret I felt towards Irvin had been

eyes were as deep as the sea. After a long time, he pursed his dry lips and seated

shouted coldly

look even more dispassionate and icy. His eyes

mouth to say something, but alas,

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

would be best to let it go.

death, I was more willing to part in

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