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"I got divorced, Orly."
Elena's explanation was so pale that even Orly could tell.
"Divorce is not a mortal sin."
Orly Heartbroken, she hugged her friend tightly, now wanting to punch that man. How hard must one's heart be to be willing to hurt a woman who is full of him in her heart and eyes.
Elena She was tightly bound by her, with a portfolio box lying in between, the wooden frame pressing against her chest, causing pain.
"Orly Are you trying to murder me?"
Elena Lowered her eyes and looked at the red mark pressed into her slender arm.
"Oh, look at me, what a scatterbrain." Orly hurriedly moved the art box away, nervously rubbed her friend's arm, "I didn't mean to."
She explained pitifully. Elena just wanted to tease her, make fun of her, and see her feeling down. She casually reached out and patted her soft hair. "If you were doing it on purpose, I would have thrown you out a long time ago."
Had a little argument with Orly, and Elena's previous melancholy has dissipated. In fact, she can't even explain it herself, what kind of feelings she still has for Osiris. She thought she had let go, but obviously, when faced with the proactive invitations of others, she knew she hadn't.
How ridiculous, she still has feelings for Osiris.
After Orly left, Elena opened the art box, feeling complicated.
She thought randomly, and accidentally, the sharp corner of the wooden box pricked her finger.
It's not very painful. The round blood beads oozed from the wound, getting bigger and bigger.
Elena stared for a moment, took a tissue, casually wiped it off, and threw it into the trash can.
"Hey, who brought this ugly thing?"
Gert "Returning to the room, he saw the new ornament on the bedside table, with its smooth surface and strange shape, completely outside his aesthetic range. 'Mark, did you buy something weird at another exhibition again?' Opening the door, the first thing he saw was Maxim passing by, and he immediately began to question him discontentedly."
Maxim The gloomy face turned towards him, with heavy, heavy dark circles under his eyes, as if he had just been pulled out of the water, lifeless.
"Gert, what are you saying?"
He looked at his hot-tempered older brother with lifeless eyes and glanced strangely into his room.
"This distorted sense of aesthetics can only be yours," Gert said confidently.
Elena was chatting with Orly on the phone. The sound of an argument upstairs made her move the phone away from her ear and take a few steps closer to the stairs.
"What's going on?" she asked towards the top of the stairs.
"Orly, I'm hanging up now. We'll chat later." Just as I was about to hang up, Gert's voice, filled with disgust, came through. "In the future, don't put such strange things in my room. What kind of heart shape is so twisted? Are you sure this thing isn't some kind of sea monster?"
The phone emitted a "beep beep" hang-up sound, and Elena became a little flustered. Orly definitely heard it. She hurriedly called Orly back, but the other party refused to answer the call.
Oh no.
Elena frowned and looked upstairs.
Then, she went upstairs with anger.
Gert was still trying to throw the ugly ornaments in the room at Maxim, who was denying responsibility. Suddenly, Elena rushed in and snatched the items from his hands, leaving him stunned.
"Was it you who put these here?"
Only then did he realize that he had mistaken the person.
"It was me who let it go," Elena hugged the broken heart, "It's all my fault."
She lowered her head in frustration, "I shouldn't have just put it in directly to surprise you."
Gert widened his eyes, "Surprise?!"
Elena now deeply regrets her actions.
"I thought Orly would really want to give you her proud work, so I took the liberty of putting it in your room, planning to give you a surprise. I didn't expect it to make Orly sad instead."
"Orly's work?" Gert was once again stunned by Elena's words.
What did he just say? He must be crazy!
"Now she's ignoring me." Elena is a little upset.
Good intentions, bad results, that's her.
Gert scratched his head, just about to speak, when he was interrupted by Maxim's flat tone. "You don't need to comfort me," Maxim said lightly, giving him a glance. "Not speaking is the greatest comfort." When Elena found Orly, it was already three hours later.
Originally she wanted to apologize to Gert, but Maxim said a truth that she couldn't refute. Orly might be even angrier when she sees Gert. Well, who would want their vulnerable side to be seen by someone they like, especially when that person has no love for them.
"Get lost, don't touch her!" Elena pushed away Orly's man and stood in front of her menacingly. In the bar, amidst the hustle and bustle, women like Orly in a drunken state were the easiest targets for those low-class men.
A few sweet words, add some powdered medicine, and she'll be under control. Elena just saw this man putting something in her cup while Orly was leaning on the table. "Oh, another beauty," the man said as he was pushed away, his face darkening for a moment. When he saw Elena's face, he instantly became interested. "Are you alone too? What a coincidence. Do you want me to join you for a drink?"
Light and contemptible.
Elena's fists are clenched.
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