"Don't call me idiot." She immediately shouted excitedly and looked at them each with hateful eyes. "You three have no right to call me that. It was you who ruined my love and my life...I...

I hate you...I will always hate you..." After roaring hoarsely and sadly, she quickly stood up and ran towards home with tears in her eyes.

At this moment, when they heard her resolutely say that she would hate them forever, and saw her resolutely turning around to run away, the three of them were speechless. There was something inexplicable on their three handsome faces.

The sadness is also compounded by a trace of inexplicable anxiety and doubt.

After her back was no longer visible, the three of them stood up one after another.

"Do you want to return this to her?" Mo Mi looked at the two of them, slightly raised the pillow in her hand, and asked uncertainly.

Jiang Han thought for a while, furrowed his thick eyebrows, looked at half of the pillow in his hand, then looked in the direction of her house and said in a rare serious voice: "Give it back to her. She seems to care about this pillow."

After hearing this, Mo Mi raised one corner of her mouth helplessly, "Then... let's go and give it back to her." After saying that, she took the half of the pillow and took the lead.

Jiang Han followed suit.

Ouyang Nuo stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking at the torn pillows in their hands, and suddenly thought of something. When they took five or six steps, he said seriously: "Han, Mi, come back, she is at this time

, I don’t want to see you, nor do I want to get back the pillow that you tore apart.”

Hearing his words, Jiang Han stopped and Mo Mi also paused, turning sideways and looking at him hesitantly.

"There is no point in giving her a torn, useless pillow." He looked at the corpse of the pillow in their hands and continued matter-of-factly, "If you really want to return her pillow, show your sincerity and return it.

Give her an identical new pillow." Something like that.

The two of them were stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, "Haha..." They looked at each other, smiled, gave him a thumbs up, and walked towards him holding the body on the pillow.

"No, you are still thoughtful." After Mo Mi left, he patted his shoulder and praised him with a heartfelt smile, "If you pursue women with such thoughts, I don't think any woman will reject you."

Jiang Han lit a cigarette at some point, blew out a puff of smoke in a cool and handsome manner, looked at the almost perfect Ouyang Nuo, twitched the corner of his mouth coldly, and said with certainty: "Xia Cao will definitely refuse."

"Oh..." Mo Mi suddenly realized it again, raised her lips slightly, and shrugged apologetically to the silent Ouyang Nuo. "Nuo, I think so too."

Ouyang Nuodan smiled and said nothing. He took a look at Xia Cao's home and remembered the diary in her notebook. With an imperceptible melancholy, he silently turned and left... Cao, I am a delicate and indifferent me, you call me
Chapter completed!