However, it had to be said.
Did he pull the wrong person to blame her just now? When she asked him to leave, he was the one who refused to leave.
Bo Yi's thin and straight body stood in Rome's winter as he watched his beloved woman being held tightly in the arms of her man and being forcefully taken away.
looking at their backs, his thin body seemed even more lonely, lonely, and lonely.
It was only when he saw them get into the car that the car sped away and completely disappeared from his sight.
He slowly lowered his eyes.
Looking at the hand that sang Xia had accidentally pulled, his slender fingers trembled slightly.
The corners of his thin lips seemed to be suffused with a touch of bitterness.
It disappeared along with the winter wind.
A skinny man in a car in the distance could not help but feel aggrieved when he saw this scene.
In the end, it turned into a soft sigh.
