Wang Bo walked out. Jessamine stood in the doorway, sliding slowly down the wall, slumping desperately on the cold ground.

The black shoulder-length hair hung down, almost covering half of her face, her body trembled violently, and tears slipped uncontrollably like crystal beads.

The little brother is gone...... Never want her again......

The bank card that fell on the ground was the only thing he left for himself.

She raised her head, obviously crying, but the corners of her mouth stubbornly appeared a trace of arc, with a self-deprecating arc.

She loved so unreservedly, but in the end she was covered with scars.

It hurts...... It really hurts......

She stretched out her slender fingers to wipe the ......

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