Cow-boyfriend
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A resilient woman faced with the irresponsibility and betrayal of her ex-boyfriend, yet she displays unparalleled composure and humor. When her boyfriend inadvertently tested positive after traveling with his "moonlight", she is determined not to let him enter her home easily. In front of the surveillance screen, she approaches everything with a calm and ironic attitude, showcasing her commitment to her own worth and boundaries.

Chapter 1 Cow-boyfriend

My boyfriend spent my money, secretly taking the other woman on a trip, and ended up getting sick.

He came back with a fever:

"Coco, open the door."

This is garbage to the core, delivering poison from a thousand miles away.

Through the door surveillance, I saw him coughing.

And on my phone, it was a text from his moonlight:

"Leo got sick, he's afraid of infecting me, so he came to find you.

"Will you take care of him?"

Laughing to death.

Take care of him?

I might as well poison him.

Since winter began, the virus has been rampant.

Most of my friends have been sick at least once, but I'm still holding on.

And then Leo showed up -

With the poison.

Before that, he secretly accompanied his moonlight on a nationwide trip, claiming it was a business trip.

I live in a small detached house in the suburbs, with surveillance downstairs.

Through the surveillance, I saw him trying the password several times.

Without exception, all were wrong.

Finally, he gave up guessing my password, turned on the video call, and asked me:

"Coco, did you change the password?"

Nonsense, after breaking up, do I wait for this ex-boyfriend to come back and harass me?

I ignored him.

Leo is still coughing violently.

Looking sickly, weak in tone.

Looks like he's running a fever?

He said again:

"Coco, open the door for me."

Open the door?

This is really garbage, opening the door to welcome poison?

I laughed lightly at the screen and deliberately asked:

"Leo, you've been to so many places, did you bring me any gifts?"

Leo was stunned, hesitated for a while, and didn't answer directly, just said:

"Let me in first, Coco, it's cold outside."

After speaking, he covered his mouth and coughed again.

Leo's body has always been fine.

Tall and thin, diligent in exercising, he even has an eight-pack when he lifts his shirt.

In previous years, he wouldn't even wear long johns in the dead of winter, and never complained about the cold.

This year is a warm winter, but he's wearing a thick black down jacket and a scarf.

Calling this cold, it seems like his fever is not low.

Sick with real evidence.

I was speechless, even laughing.

He traveled around the country with that moonlight, disregarding the epidemic, got sick, and then came back to me, is he here to deliver poison to me?

I really appreciate his ancestors for eight generations.

"So what? Leo, the gift you gave me, wouldn't it be the virus you carried with you?"

When he heard me ruthlessly expose him, Leo's face darkened instantly.

I cut off the video call and let him stand in the cold wind of winter, too lazy to look at him again.

Men are like clothes, when you like them, you want to wear them every day.

But if they're torn, worn out, or out of style, you should throw them into the trash without hesitation, right?

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