The Unlucky One

A lonely figure stood quietly in front of the balcony. The chilly night breeze blew against his thin body. In between his finger was a cigarette which was almost finished.

When he lifted it to his eye level, his lips curled into a smile. The loneliness and emptiness slowly dissipated and was filled with love and affection

"Xiao li, I want you back, but it seems like you are really in love with him"

The light in his eyes seemed to dim when he mentioned the last sentence. He had always despised Jingyi Wang for taking Xiao li from him and he had always blamed himself for giving Jingyi Wang the chance to take away Xiao li.

What he regretted most was leaving Xiao li on the altar that day.

He brought the cigarette to his lips and blow out a ring of smoke.

His dark eyes narrowed slightly.

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