Why?

She had obviously made up her mind and felt that she could forgive him.

She really wanted to tell him what she had done over the years, and what happened after Noro died.

She thought a lot and started writing a book.

She became a real human writer, was sought after by many people, and had human friends.

She really...

Sometimes I also want to experience what family love is...

But seeing the smile on that man's face, all the courage in her heart disappeared.

That's right.

She has gone through all those things, but this man is living so happily in this small coffee shop?

Happiness? Happiness?

Why?

Why?

Why?

Sure enough, when she came here, her choice was wrong from the beginning.

"Click."

The book was pinched in Aite's hand until it deformed.

The eyes were cold again, truly a bit colder than before.

Unforgivable.

That man is absolutely unforgivable.

Aite threw his debut book on the ground like trash and walked back to Ayara.

"Let's go."

The girl took a deep breath and said.

Lingluo nodded, and was wise enough not to ask questions at this time.

The silence lasted for half an hour.

The two of them just walked on the road at night, walking home in the wind.

"Aya-kun,"

"do you know?"

"I really wanted to rush in and kill that man just now."

Aite suddenly said.

Resentment flashed in her eyes, and her face looked so cold for the first time.

"Would you like some hot coffee?"

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight, it would be a shame not to drink a cup of coffee."

Ling Luo seemed not to hear anything.

"I'm in a bad mood right now."

Aite narrowed his eyes.

"You need to relax when you are in a bad mood,"

"Whether it's drinking coffee or killing someone with a knife,"

"Miss Aite will definitely have her own choice."

Aya Luo smiled.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

Aite frowned again.

This young man's performance was too calm.

Knowing her identity as a ghoul, she could still speak like this under such circumstances.

"I just learned the new skill of making coffee two days ago,"

"Miss Aite, do you want to try it?"

Ling Luo was still very calm.

If I had to describe that feeling, it would probably be as calm as Aite.

But the difference is that Aite has the strength to speak with confidence, while this salted fish... is a scumbag.

"If I taste bad,"

"I'll just eat your liver as a late night snack."

Aite snorted coldly.

When she was angry, this was the first time someone dared to speak like this in front of her.
Chapter completed!