I looked at the dishes and tableware on the table, and he actually fried a steak at home alone, it seems that he also drank a little red wine.

"Here, haven't you always wanted this keyboard?" I handed the laptop bag containing the keyboard to Theo.

Theo glanced at me lightly and said indifferently, "Okay, thank you."

"Don't you want to open it and have a look? I specially went to pick it out for you this afternoon!"

I said in a harsh tone. Did Theo not care about other people's hard work? Who was he trying to show off to?

After listening to what I said, Theo opened the keyboard, but he didn't seem happy at all.

"What's wrong with you? Are you still angry with Oliver? In my eyes, he's just a friend of mine. Are you jealous of him?"

"No, Oliver is the only one studying here, so he naturally needs to be taken care of. I understand you and will not interfere with your social life anymore," Theo calmly said.

I thought he had accepted this step, and immediately pouted and said, "I haven't eaten yet."

I also wanted to eat steak. Just thinking about Theo's cooking skills, my stomach growled.

"Oh, then you order takeout." Theo packed up the tableware and went straight to the study, without any intention of frying steak for me.

I suddenly felt angry, feeling suffocated in my chest, and without thinking, I turned my head and slammed the door and left.

I called Oliver, and he was eating barbecue with his classmates at the school gate. After receiving my call, he immediately invited me over.

Surrounded by a group of male athletes, I drank a lot of alcohol and invited them to go karaoke after eating barbecue. I didn't return home until after 2 o'clock in the middle of the night.

If it were usual, Theo would definitely keep the lights on and wait for me to come home, and then we would have a big argument, expressing his grievances and unwillingness.

Every time, I find him annoying, always hesitating and not acting like a man.

But today, he didn't wait for me and fell asleep on his own.

I stood in front of his bed, looking at his sleeping face intently.

Soon, he frowned slightly and turned over dissatisfied.

Because of the alcohol, I felt a burst of anger in my heart. I had originally wanted to apologize to him proactively, but now I couldn't be bothered to even look at him.

A man who doesn't care about others' efforts doesn't deserve forgiveness.