"Bruce, you should cherish me more. My best friend asked me to break up with you. Do you know how good I am to you?"
That night, her hooligan boyfriend rode a motorcycle to warn me. "Emily is mine. If you try to persuade us to break up again, I..."
Bruce chuckled and showed an ambiguous expression, and his friend looked at me with disgusting eyes.
Seeing my eyes on the shelf, Emily got angry and threw the things in my hand to the ground.
"Adele, I'm your best friend. I am so sad now. Why don't you comfort me?"
She burst into tears. "I'm so sad. I like Bruce, but why does everyone oppose it?"
Emily's boyfriend Bruce dropped out of high school. Now he worked as a security guard and lived off Emily.
"You don't understand. He made me a bowl of porridge." Emily looked obsessed. "I feel at home when I am with him."
The Wilson family treated Emily like their own daughter and provided her with the best food and clothing.
The porridge I cooked for her before had eggs, meat, and shrimp.
"Adele, I envy you. You have to go to work every day. Your life is colorful." Emily had said these words many times.
I was her best friend, but she only came to me to vent her emotions.