Two months later, she successfully lost weight with my company, but what she got was her boyfriend's infidelity.
So, she blamed me for everything and angrily pushed me to the ground.
"It's all your fault! If you hadn't persuaded me, I could have been with him forever!"
"You ruined my love!"
Later, she used some means to make me die miserably in a small alley outside the campus.
Afterwards, they said I caused trouble and was killed by someone.
My parents got on their knees at the school gate, crying and begging to see my body for the last time, but they were driven away by the counselor. He said everything was my fault.
All of that started because I advised Millie to lose weight.
Thinking of that, I looked at the eagerness and concern in Millie's eyes and smiled.
"Since your boyfriend likes you being fat, then eat more. I'll lend you some money."
After hearing that, Millie was satisfied and glanced at the other silent roommates.
"You're the nicest to me."
I turned on my phone with a smile and ordered a few bottles of growth hormones.
Since you like being fat, I'll make you turn into a complete pig.
A few days later, the growth hormones arrived, and Millie seemed even more anxious.