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Chapter 125 - Biography - Sweetheart 18(1/2)

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Luo Rui went downstairs and hid in the toilet. His tears couldn't stop falling. He was so heartbroken that he couldn't even straighten up.

Didn't he have a hallucination just now? Qin Zijiao said that he wanted to break up with him, so the watch would be used as compensation for the breakup.

Damn it, who cares about a watch?

Why, what did he do wrong, what was wrong with him, what does it mean to "not like men", then the few months they spent together were all hell!

Luo Rui squatted on the ground and cried. He didn't dare to make any sound or let anyone know. If Wen Xiaohui knew about it, he would have to fight Qin Zijiao tonight, but he didn't know how to walk out of the bathroom or face other people.

, he originally thought this would be his happiest birthday, but as a result...

Suddenly there was a knock on the door: "Who is in there?"

It's Hyman.

Luo Rui coughed twice and said as calmly as possible: "I, you go upstairs."

"Oh fine."

Luo Rui wiped away his tears hard, stood up tremblingly, looked in the mirror, half of his makeup was done. He looked at his embarrassed look in the mirror and wanted to cry even more.

What should he do? What should he do? Did he do something wrong? Is there something about him that is not good enough?

He wiped his face with a tissue, held back his tears and put on his makeup, but he could still see that his eye circles were red. He took a few deep breaths to calm down. There were so many people outside, at least he had to survive tonight.

Walking out of the bathroom, Wen Xiaohui seemed to be looking for him: "Where have you gone? Come sing. Hey, why are your eyes red?"

“The newly purchased contact lenses seem to be of poor quality and I won’t use them in the future.”

"Just take it off if it feels uncomfortable."

"I've already picked it. It'll be fine in a while." Luo Rui's eyes were a little dodgey. He and Wen Xiaohui were both bad at hiding their emotions, and Wen Xiaohui knew him very well.

Wen Xiaohui frowned and looked at him: "Are you really okay? I don't think something is right with you."

Luo Rui lowered his head, desperately thinking of excuses.

Wen Xiaohui dragged him to the corner and whispered: "Are you still worried about that watch?"

As soon as the watch was mentioned, Luo Rui's feeling was like a thousand arrows piercing his heart. He sighed, his voice trembling: "Yes..."

"You're stupid. If he's willing to give it to you, why don't you accept it? It's not like he can't afford it. No matter who it is, whether he's a man or a woman, the more expensive the gift he gives you, it means the more he cares about you. Why don't he give you ten yuan?

Are you happy when the money is issued?"

"But this is too expensive."

"It proves that you have weight in his heart, so you can keep it with peace of mind. If one day you two break up, you won't be at a loss."

This sentence hit Luo Rui's heart. He gritted his teeth and said, "Is this the breakup fee? Why would I need such an expensive watch? Who cares if I can't eat or drink it?"

Wen Xiaohui was startled: "What's wrong with you kid? I just said casually, did you drink too much?"

Luo Rui lowered his head: "I'm a little dizzy."

"Come on, sing a song and you won't feel dizzy."

Luo Rui was dragged over by Wen Xiaohui, but he didn't sing in the end. He just wanted to shrink himself into a corner desperately and not let anyone see the wound in his heart. He didn't expect that one day he would feel like his birthday party

It was more painful than being soaked in a frying pan. He wished everyone would disappear. He just wanted to hide under the quilt and cry.

When it was almost twelve o'clock, Qin Zijiao went downstairs with Yaoyao who was sleeping in her arms. Li Shuo turned off the KTV sound and said with a smile: "The little girl must be sleepy."

Qin Zijiao nodded: "I took her back, you can continue to play."

Luo Ruiqiang said calmly: "Well, be careful on the road."

"Where's Yaoyao's schoolbag?"

"I'll look for it." Luo Rui crossed Li Shuo to go to the kitchen, but stepped on the balloon and slid forward.

Li Shuo had quick eyes and quick hands and hugged Luo Rui.

Luo Rui was stunned: "Thank you."

Li Shuo smiled and said: "You must have drunk too much, be careful."

That smile was so beautiful that Luo Rui was startled for a moment. His cheeks were already flushed because he had drunk a lot of wine, and now he looked as if he was shy.

Qin Zijiao narrowed his eyes.

Li Shuo let go of him, his eyes smiling.

Luo Rui lowered his head to find Yaoyao's schoolbag.

He took out his schoolbag and handed it to Qin Zijiao, but he did not dare to look at Qin Zijiao.

Qin Zijiao took the schoolbag and said softly: "I'm going back first."

"Um."

"Mrs. Boss, why don't you give them away?" Aran smiled and pushed him, and Heiman also followed suit.

Luo Rui said: "I'll help you get the wheelchair." He picked up Yaoyao's wheelchair and followed Qin Zijiao out.

The driver was already waiting outside. When he saw them, he got out of the car, took the wheelchair, folded it and put it in the trunk. Qin Zijiao also put Yaoyao in the back seat.

Qin Zijiao glanced at the people who were still reveling through the window and asked, "Are you familiar with Li Shuo? Why is he here today?"

"Invited by Xiaohui."

"Then are you familiar with him?" Qin Zijiao took a serious tone.

"Not very familiar, just okay." Luo Rui's mind was buzzing, and it took a lot of effort to understand every word Qin Zijiao said, because his thoughts were all messed up now.

Qin Zijiao's tone was a bit cold: "'Not very familiar, but okay', then he is really generous to you."

"I'm not as generous as you." Luo Rui blurted out.

Qin Zijiao was silent for a moment: "It should be." He stretched out his hand and rubbed Luo Rui's curly hair.

Luo Rui subconsciously avoided it.

Qin Zijiao was stunned, and so was Luo Rui.

"What's wrong?"

"My head hit the door just now, it hurt a little." Luo Rui said mechanically.

"Don't be so reckless in the future, I'm going back."

"See you."

Qin Zijiao got into the car.

Luo Rui looked at the car as it drove away, feeling a chill creeping into his body.

When he was a child, he liked to play a game called Monopoly. There was a prop in it called □□. As long as he won the bid, the bomb would be displayed above his head. Every time he took a step, the number would decrease by one until the numbers ran out and exploded.

He now seemed to see the bundle of bombs above his head.

When is Qin Zijiao going to break up with him? If he keeps pretending not to know, will he be able to take a few more steps with Qin Zijiao, even just a few steps?

After Qin Zijiao left, Luo Rui had no energy left, so he went upstairs to sleep on the excuse that he had drunk too much.

Others were making trouble until three or four in the middle of the night, and he knew all about it because he didn't close his eyes all night.

The next day, he didn't get up until the afternoon. After getting up, he had a splitting headache and felt as if his eyeballs were going to explode.

He turned on his phone and saw several messages from Wen Xiaohui, saying that he had found a part-time worker to clean up his house and that there was breakfast in the refrigerator for him to warm up and eat after he got up.

Luo Rui held the phone, tears welling up in his eyes again. He really wanted to call Xiaohui and tell him everything, but Xiaohui was about to go to the United States for further study. He couldn't let his own affairs affect such a good opportunity for Xiaohui.

, I don’t want Xiaohui to leave and have to worry about him every day.

Maybe secretly, he still held on to a little hope that as long as he didn't tell anyone about it, it wouldn't really happen.

Since that birthday, the two have not contacted each other for several days.

Normally, Luo Rui would send at least five or six text messages and make at least two phone calls a day. Such silence was really unlike him, so that a week later, Qin Zijiao took the initiative to call him and asked him if he was sick.

Luo Rui said that Wen Xiaohui was applying for a visa and buying things recently, and he was helping.

Qin Zijiao was silent for a moment: "What is the date of your tour?"

"On the 27th." He had probably told Qin Zijiao seven or eight times. An ominous premonition arose in his heart. He knew that this trip would probably not go. Would Qin Zijiao break up with him before then?

Qin Zijiao said: "I will go find you in the afternoon."

"No, don't come!" Luo Rui blurted out.

"Um?"

"Ah, I, I haven't been in the store recently."

"Then where are you? I'll look for you."

"I'm at Xiaohui's house. We've been too busy recently. When I'm done... we can go directly to Sanya when we're done these days. Let's meet at the airport."

"...Are you sure? Are you so busy that you don't even have time to eat?"

"Well, I'm very busy." He didn't want to see Qin Zijiao. For the first time in his life, he didn't want to see Qin Zijiao because he was afraid that it would be the last time they saw each other.
To be continued...
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