After returning home, I skipped my mother and dad, and said loudly as before: "Your baby is back~" I didn't change my shoes, my clothes, and I didn't finish my meal. While they were having dinner, I sneaked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took a box of chocolates and two cans of pineapple beer, hid it in my clothes and quietly went upstairs and locked it in my room. I held black chocolate in my left hand and beer in my right hand, and began to talk to myself.

"What? Is it true that I will not hide it from me, say one thing, do another?"

"Not every boy is like this~"

"Is it because of his previous relationship that made him feel uncomfortable? By the way, why do I want to know his love history? Is my curiosity too rampant..."

The ground was covered with chocolate wrapping paper and the beer that was accidentally spilled out were not in her eyes. The sound of the vibrating phone on her hand made her feel upset. She pressed the pillow on the bed on her phone and sat on her butt, wondering if it was a bit abnormal? Of course it was normal, she told herself in her heart.

After sorting out a tweak of garbage on the ground, she patted her head and prepared to calm down at least complete the task given to you before she could have time to think about it. Although it was not that easy, in fact, it went smoothly.

After turning off the computer, I forgot the phone under the pillow, packed up my pajamas, and went to take a shower.

When she returned to the room, it was already eleven:30 in the evening. She was lying on the bed and suddenly felt that something was missing. After thinking about it, she realized that her phone was abused by her. When she turned on it, her name flashed on the screen.

There were countless news and the 15-way missed calls. She was at a loss and had no time to read it. She covered her phone that was still vibrating. She slid and put it lightly in her ear: "Is there anything wrong?"

"Are you angry?" he asked anxiously.

"When I was taking a shower, I was crying. Now you asked me if I was angry? I don't know what's wrong with me? Didn't we agree before? I'm very disappointed with you!" I said without thinking.

"I'm sorry, I just want to tell you the story about me. I used to be quite rude, and I could easily start a relationship, and then ended it in a hurry. I just had a playful attitude. This was something a girl made me realize. I used to pursue her crazy, and she also agreed to date me. But later, because we went to different colleges, I felt that there was no need to continue dating, so I proposed to break up. I didn't feel anything, but when I saw her crying, I felt that I deeply hurt him. From two years to now, I haven't found a girlfriend. I no longer want to hurt girls because of my impulse. Now I know that I am no longer the boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. Now I just want to take it seriously, and at least have the ability to take responsibility for a man to say love."

She listened and he continued:

"I hide it from you because you hate me even if I hate it. After listening to my story, are you even more disappointed with me?"

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"I'm sorry, I hope you forgive me~"
Chapter completed!