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Chapter 7
In the evening, Kella updated her video again.
“Only 4 days left, I don’t wa
In the video.
want to leave…” “Siding together, I really liked how you protected me, it reminded me of my dad.”
Kella fell down in the snow, and someone slid down from above, Quinten rushed over and protected her with his body.
Over the past few days, the video has gained some popularity and many people have been following updates.
“Ah, why, why do people who love each other have to separate?”
“Why did he marry someone else when his body language clearly showed that he loved her? Was he forced by his family?”
“Oh my, it felt like the girl had been holding back tears all along ”
“No, are you fans all brainless? You’re about to get married and still playing the breakup countdown game with your ex–girlfriend Lock up the scumbag and the cheap woman, don’t go and harm the bride.”
The comment section was filled with controversy.
But more importantly, there were crowds of onlookers eagerly waiting to see how things would unfold for them four days later
I had no patience to watch them linger and scroll through the video.
I gave a thumbs–up to my younger brother with eight–pack abs.
Three days remained. 1 treated my brothers to a meal.
Everyone was confused, thinking it was just my pre–wedding bachelor night.
Bottle after bottle of wine was emptied, yet the atmosphere became even more lively.
Everyone talked about these years.
Someone mentioned me and Quinten.
“Actually, Quinten loved you very much, really.”
The person speaking was so thin that they were almost unrecognizable, but they were nicknamed Rock
Once, Quinten got drunk and cried for a long time, saying that he hated himself for not protecting you. He said that sometimes he didn’t even dare to go
up like this. home because he was afraid of seeing you, afraid of remembering. It was him who caused you to end
He sighed, “But… but, I thought for a long time, and I should still tell you
“Kierra, Quinten had a little girl outside, he…”
Someone kicked him next to him and said, “Fuck, how much did you drink?”
“Sister–in–law, Rock drank too much. I’ll take him back first; you guys continue drinking…”
Rock was taken away by someone.
No one believed his words, they just thought he was drunk and talking nonsense. At the table, everyone was chattering and discussing how much Quinten
loved me.
nder the influence of alcohol.
Some people even called Quinten under
“What’s the matter? Speak”
Quinten’s voice was projected, short and powerful, with a slight upward inflection at the end.
My forehead twitched.
I couldn’t be clearer, that was Quinten’s tone right after he had just vented his desires.
“Kierra treated us to a meal, we haven’t seen you for a long time,” everyone chimed in, “Quinten, are you busy now? Come over and have a drink with
Quinten paused for two seconds.
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“I had something to attend to, so you guys can
“Take good care of Kierra.”
drink”
“Damn it, drink less, and when it’s over, find two brothers to safely escort Kierra home, got it?”
After the phone call ended, the brothers sighed one after another, “Kierra, you see, Quinten really misses you.”
“We single dogs used to eat dog food every day!”
1 didn’t speak. I took a sip of juice.
The juice was at room temperature, but after drinking it, I still felt a slight pain in my stomach.
I didn’t bring painkillers.
It was really difficult to endure, so I went outside to get some fresh air.
I realized it was snowing only after I went out.
Leaning against the street lamp, I inexplicably opened Kella’s short video,
Perhaps it was because I had just listened to too much Quinten, but at that moment, I suddenly felt an urgent desire to know what they were doing.
Five minutes ago, Kella just updated the video.
He and she stood side by side, marveling at the dazzling polar lights above their heads.
“It’s three days until the breakup! In order to fulfill my wish, he took me on an overnight flight to Nevervale to see the polar lights.”
“The polar lights were beautiful, but not as beautiful as him.”
“But what can I do? He will soon no longer belong to me. Well, never mind, God, don’t worry about me, just let him be happy first.”
“I was fine.”
In just five minutes, the number of likes on the video had already reached nearly a thousand, and there was a rising trend. “Crying, God, please don’t mind me, let them be happy first.”
“The first time I hated the main wife so much, no, didn’t the bride save his whole family’s lives?”
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“Speechless, a pair of scumbags, and there is still a group of love–brained prople in the comment section. (Family and friends have resurrected, the preposition and postposition are broken, the urine is matte, there is no mirror at home, remember to present the death certificate of both parents before scolding me.)”
