"I'm so exhausted..."
As soon as Bo Shujing stepped inside her home, she felt completely drained, collapsing on the sofa with her arms and legs sprawled out, staring blankly at the ceiling, losing all her usual elegance.
Her face was filled with heavy burdens.
Just then, the door of her roommate's room slowly opened...
A face with a facial mask on peeped out from behind the door.
Seeing Bo Shujing's state, the roommate couldn't help but frown, asking with concern, "Shu Jing, didn't you say you went out to relax? Why do you look so tired, like something's drained you?"
"Don't mention it, the trip to unwind turned out to be more aggravating!"
Bo Shujing's tone was filled with deep dissatisfaction and disappointment.
Every time she remembered that three years of relationship couldn't compare to a few skewers of roasted lamb, a wave of inexplicable irritation and depression surged within her.
Although it was she who initiated the breakup.
