Fool
The courtyard fell silent.
The girl had clearly left for a while, but her aura seemed to still linger around him.
Li Shunan's posture hadn't changed. He was leaning against the door frame with his head slightly lowered. The black hair on his forehead hung down naturally, blocking the emotions in his eyes.
At this moment, the three people in the room were a little flustered.
Although they did not eavesdrop on purpose, they heard a little of their conversation.
It seemed like he was returning something to the other party.
Why did it feel like a couple was breaking up?
He had thought that his savior had arrived.
It turned out to be hell!
Sun Yan felt like the Grim Reaper was waving at him.
He was crying in his heart. He quietly took out his phone and planned to prepare a coffin for himself.
After a long time, Li Shunan finally moved.
He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, knocked out a cigarette, bit it, and lit it up.