Ignore her 6

  Yan Xiaoruo's tears dripped one by one from her eyes, deeply piercing Zuo Shaochen's heart.

  "Heh heh." Zuo Shaochen let out a cold laugh.

  His heart had long been in unbearable pain, he didn't want Yan Xiaorou to cry, really not at all.

  Seeing Yan Xiaoruo cry, his heart really ached terribly.

  There is such a pain, painful to the point of heart-wrenching and lung-splitting.

  But as soon as he thought of her and Fang Zihao laughing together in the afternoon, he became jealous, so jealous that he was driven mad.

  He admitted that he was very careful and didn't want other boys to get close to Yan Xiaorou, let alone have her come into contact with other boys.

  It's all because he loves Yan Xiaoyu, loves her to the point of madness, loves her to the point of losing his mind. His love for Yan Xiaoyu has already penetrated deep into his bones and he can't extricate himself from it anymore.

  "Don't be like this, okay? Don't be like this. My heart is aching so much when you're like this, it's really aching so much." Yan Xiaoruo had already cried to the point of being out of breath, gasping for air.

  Dear, what's wrong with us? Are we tired and want to give up? Is love that simple, coming and going as one pleases? If so, is it worth telling me where we went wrong? At this moment, we're silent. We've forgotten the happy times, but those sad memories are etched in our minds...

  Yan Xiaoruo's phone suddenly rang at this inopportune moment.

  A beautiful melody entered the ears of both of them.

  Yan Xiaorou picked up her phone and took a look at the incoming call display, it was Fang Zihao calling, hesitating whether to answer or not, the phone was snatched away by Zuo Shaochen.

  After snatching the phone from Zuo Shao Chen, he glanced at it and his eyes grew even colder. In a fit of rage, he slammed the phone to the ground.

  The phone's ringtone suddenly stopped, the phone that had been smashed to the ground was in pieces, a pitiful sight, it could be imagined how much strength Zuo Shaochen had used.

  Yan Xiaoruo saw this scene and couldn't help but widen her eyes, staring blankly at Zuo Shaochen: "What are you doing? You threw my phone to the ground."

  "Haha, what am I doing? Today, I saw the two of you developing quite quickly, and suddenly you even have phone numbers." Zuo Shaochen let out another cold laugh, his facial expression becoming even more gloomy.

  "Can't we just leave a number? What's wrong with you today, suddenly becoming so unreasonable, this isn't like the you from before." Yan Xiaorou's tears hadn't dried yet, her small face puffed up as she glared at Zuo Shaochen.

  Zuo Shao Chen suddenly became like this, which made Yan Xiao Ruo somewhat unacceptable.

  "I've become unreasonable, and it's all because of you, because I love you." Zuo Shaochen shouted loudly at Yan Xiaoyu.

  After finishing speaking, he coldly glanced at Yan Xiaorou and then stormed upstairs in a rage.

  Yan Xiaoruo crouched in the living room, helplessly shedding tears. She and Zuo Shaochen had become like this, but why?

  Why did their relationship become so awkward in just one afternoon?

  Why! What's going on here?

  Yan Xiaoruo crouched in the living room, silently weeping. She was really feeling terrible now, really.

  It's past midnight.

  Yan Xiaorou slowly got up, walked weakly to the upstairs, stopped in front of Zuo Shaochen's room for a moment, looked at Zuo Shaochen's tightly closed door, shook her head helplessly, and returned to her own room.

  Yan Xiaoruo walked into the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror, her face pale, eyes red and swollen from crying, and she smiled self-deprecatingly.

  Is this still her?