Tom Can't Let Go

Someone like her is just a dust in society.

There were too many people like her, struggling to survive this harsh life.

Vivi continued to sigh, and when she raised her hand to take another cigarette, someone grabbed her shoulder hard from behind, and the cigarette on her finger fell to the ground.

She turned her head. In the midst of the cold cold wind, she suddenly met Tom's gloomy eyes. She couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.

Why is he here again?!

Her anger instantly flared, she really wanted to fight Tom.

She furrowed her brows and took a step back. She didn't speak, and only looked around warily.

"Are you smoking again?" Tom's gaze fell on the cigarette butt that had fallen on the ground, and his tone was furious. His face was also full of displeasure.

Vivi opened the distance and looked at him calmly. "Did you come for me?"

Tom looked at her, and sneered, "Why would I be looking for you? I was looking for Chris!"