Chapter 142 (1/2)

He saw Ann Yirou throw her bracelet to her little cousin, with a very casual attitude: ”do you like it? I'll give it to you.”

His fist was clenched bit by bit, and his heart sank bit by bit. The whole person was like being in a gust of wind and waves.

It turned out that the gifts he carefully selected for her could be given to others in her eyes.

Ann Yirou was busy opening the gifts, and didn't notice Ke Shaoze standing in the dim light outside the door. Her face once again showed a moving smile, but this time Ke Shaoze didn't look again and walked away without looking back

His heart was full of unspeakable emotions, and he urgently needed to find an outlet to vent. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would go crazy.

I don't know why. Whenever he encounters something particularly sad or happy, his first reaction is to call Su rourourou and share his thoughts with her.

She always listened to him quietly, accompanied him with laughter and sadness.

Ke Shaoze sat under the big tree in front of Su Rourou's house, leaning sadly against the trunk.

He had a can of beer in his hand, and there were wine cans scattered on the ground. When the breeze blows, the cans roll gently on the ground, making the sound of metal rubbing against the cement floor.

He drank and drank until his brain began to faint until he felt a stream of Air Floating past his eyes.

”Brother Rou, are you here?” He put down his beer and put his hand on his slightly bent knee.

Su Rourou sat down beside him gently, put her hands around her knees and put her little head on it.

”What's the matter with you? You didn't go to Yirou's birthday party. Why did you come back so early?” She looked at him anxiously and asked cautiously.