The only difference is that he can't be considered a hooligan in the true sense of the word.

Bu Yanxi pursed her lips and looked at it for a long time, and asked slowly-

[What did she say?] 】

But in a moment, a reply came.

[I said that I wanted to compensate her, in any way, she said that she was not a compromiser, and she didn't need my compensation, so I forgot about that night. 】

Forgot about that night?

Why does this sentence feel so scummy?

Although with Wu Yueyao's character, she could indeed say anything, but she still clicked on QQ suspiciously, and sent Wu Yueyao a sentence in the past-

[Are you home?] 】

Then I thought about it again and asked Yi Shihan-

[So you broke up unhappily? 】

[She left after saying cruel things to me, and I was still in the café, a little breathless.] 】

She stared at this sentence for a long time, but she didn't understand what it meant to "slow down".

[Can't breathe? 】

[Didn't you see that she threw away her hands after throwing away the cruel words...... I felt like I was a bit self-inflicted, and people weren't interested in me at all. 】

The witty, slightly self-deprecating answer is like an exchange between close friends.

Bu Yanxi looked at it again and again, and felt strange in her heart: is she conservative and outdated, or has he and Wu Yueyao's roles been reversed? How do you feel that he is more like the one who has suffered and suffered?

The thought of a look similar to grievance on that graceful and gentle face made her shudder with a chill.

It's scary.

[Are you angry because she doesn't eat your set? 】

The words of the past are unrelenting.

[Your prejudice against me is still so big...... To be honest, I could have done nothing, after all, I am also a victim and I am not obligated to make amends, and the reason why I want to compensate her is only because I think she may be sadder than me......]

[However, it turns out that she is in better shape than me, and there is nothing I can do. So I thought, I need to turn that page on that too, whether you think I'm irresponsible or ruthless, I don't want to explain it anymore. 】

This recovery speed can be called a second back.

Bu Yanxi looked at the text message he sent with some confusion, and after a long time, he replied paradoxically-

[Because I don't think there's any need to keep your QQ.] 】

After she finished this sentence, she clicked on QQ again.

The people who are particularly concerned are hung high at the top of the chat.

However, three days have passed since the last chat.

She clicked on the boy's profile picture and slowly looked back at the chat history.

From few replies, to bland dialogues, to long chats all night long, a few months seem to have exhausted the sweetness of the beginning of love, and become cold and passive.

Especially lately, his attitude has become more and more indifferent.

What's the problem?

Bu Yanxi was still actively looking for various topics at first, trying to turn back the relationship between the two to the previous eagerness, but slowly, she found that some things went through an irreversible process of depletion, and with a little, there was a little less.

She was also a little tired of taking the initiative.

Everything that had been was still vivid, she pressed the corner of her forehead, as always, buried the anxiety and loss deep in her heart, and then reopened and leaned on Shi Han's text message, typing in one go-

[Because we don't seem to be friends.] 】

On the other side, in the drizzly station, the boy who received the message laughed lightly, and regardless of the attention of the passers-by next to him, he muttered to himself, "It's a hedgehog, if you see someone, you will be pierced, it really hurts......"