Ah Luo clenched his fists tightly, his jaw clenched to the extreme, and his eyes turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth."Sister Qing 'er is right. Who am I to you? Of course I'm not qualified to meddle in your business!"
It was too late when Qing 'er realized that she had said something wrong.
Perhaps it was because he was in too much pain and disappointment, or perhaps it was because he didn't want her to see his emotional breakdown, ah Luo bit her cheek and took one last look at her before turning around and walking out.
Qing 'er subconsciously chased after him, but the young man's back had already disappeared into the night. She did not even realize that this was the second time Yingying had left her behind and ran away. It was the second time, right?
