The girl seemed a little older than He Jiayu. She wore simple makeup and had a great body, which gave her a passionate kind of beauty.
Su Xiaomo stared at them for a while before bursting into tears.
An Xiaxia fumbled around in a flurry, looking for some tissues to wipe her tears. "Why are you crying… Jeez, stop it. Maybe that's just a lookalike!"
Before she could say another word, He Jiayu smiled at that girl. A thousand white pear flowers seemed to blossom around them; it was a gentleness that didn't below to this nightclub scene.
Su Xiaomo howled even louder now and she gulped down her beer. "Why did I fall in love with him? Why?! I – I don't want to like him anymore!"
She had been so happy to just be the tough girl. Carefree and crush-free, she could punch whoever she wanted and live a content life.
Why did falling in love with someone make her so sad?
What was wrong with her?! Why couldn't she stop liking him?!
