Lu yang clutched his chest as he drank cup after cup of red wine, his eyes were red and his cheeks were flushed nose included as the effects of the alcohol had started kicking in.
His eyes fell on his reflection on the kitchen table and he chuckled, this kitchen was always so clean because nobody used it except her.
He was handsome and he knew that, so handsome that unlike most male celebrities he never used makeup to enhance his features the only thing you could call makeup on him was powder and that was it.
But why did she never see him, Was he not handsome enough? Was he not good enough? Just why did she not see him?
At this thought he grew angry and threw the wine bottle against the wall before collapsing on the floor, tears flowed out of his eyes as he felt weak and useless, what
