There is no momentum of the murderous ghost king, nor the madness of killing clowns.

Ye Feili just finished speaking, and immediately shook his head and said to himself: "Forget it, since she dumped me, I still have a shameless face to see her. This is really boring."

"Then I won't go." Gu Qingshan tentatively said.

"But she kept crying in my ears, and I didn't know what to do." Ye Feili said in a daze.

Gu Qingshan was silent for a moment and asked, "What are you afraid of?"

Ye Feili picked up the wine glass bottle and sipped it hard: "I just think that as a man, I shouldn't just go to see her in a low voice - I had lost once, it was like I once again admitting my failure."

"No, you were wrong."

"Wrong?"

"Don't care about any secular rules or any other's opinions. You should do what you desire deep in your heart." Gu Qingshan said.

After hearing this, Ye Feili lowered his head and grabbed his hair with his hands.

Dingdong!

Dingdong!

Dingdong!

The ancient clocks of the bar rang out one after another.

A brand new hour is coming.

Ye Feili suddenly stopped.

"Listen," he showed an listening look, "she started crying again. She used to be just laughing, but now she cries every day."

"Ask her why she cried." Gu Qingshan said.
Chapter completed!