Summary
My poor buddy got dumped and wants to take me with him to kneel and beg for reconciliation.
He was sobbing uncontrollably: “People have hearts of flesh-they can be moved. If you kneel with me, there’s strength in numbers. I’m sure she’ll give in.”
I’m a loyal friend, so I went without hesitation.
Outside the apartment door, he did the shouting, and I provided the tears.
But when the door opened, my knees went weak, and I almost kowtowed with a loud thud.
Damn it! We knelt at the wrong door! Why is it my ex?
Zhou Jingnuo crossed his arms and sneered: “You called me old up top and small down below, and you still dare to show up?”