Reborn Through Fire (Kisa and Gilbert)
Chapter 517

Chapter 517 Who the Hell Are You?

Kisa emptied the content of her stomach all over his pants. Gilbert's face darkened. He couldn't care less that she still felt terrible and vomited, and pushed her away.

She fell to the ground. With both hands on the ground, she propped her body up and vomited furiously, wanting to throw up everything in her stomach.

Gilbert saw this and was enraged. "I shouldn't have cared. You knew you couldn't drink."

After vomiting, she took a breath and said, "Who wants you to care about me? Who the hell are you?"

Gilbert gritted his teeth. "Good, then I will leave you here alone." He spun around and got into his car without looking back, then drove off into the darkness of the night.

Kisa dropped sitting on the ground, looking in the direction where the car disappeared, and muttered, "Who cares? Who the hell are you? Gilbert? Heh!" She suddenly sneered at herself, "Gilbert couldn't have cared less about me. Gilbert, Gilbert..."

She kept murmuring in the chilly night wind, like a castaway. There was no one by the river, only a row of streetlights on the bank. Kisa sat on the ground for a long time, shivering from the cold, and her head was throbbing with pain. She shook her head, and then slowly got up from the ground. The wine she had just drunk had all come back to her. Her head was dizzy and aching, and her stomach was churning. Kisa took a few steps, having difficulty to balance her body and wobbling so much that she almost fell down several times. She wandered along the dimly lit riverbank, not knowing where she was going, looking pathetic and frail in the chilly night wind.

Gilbert stood on the riverbank, clenching his hand as he watched Kisa from afar with no expression on his face. He had told himself not to care about her, but knowing she was drunk, he was worried that she would fall into the river. He was angry with her for getting drunk and giving him so much trouble. The lights at the riverbank were dim, and in a short while, Kisa had completely disappeared into the darkness. He gritted his teeth and followed her.

He walked quickly and caught up with her in no time. About two or three meters away from her, he kept a distance. He also said nothing, just quietly watching her do some actions he could not understand. She pulled a handful of grass, put it to her nose and sniffed it, and then threw it away. The other time, she plucked a green foxtail to graze her neck, and then broke it in half. Gilbert watched on and felt upset and bored. He took out a cigarette and lit it, then leaned against the boulder next to him and smoked in silence. He let Kisa do whatever she wanted, thinking that once she sobered up, he would leave. Gilbert thought sullenly and left Kisa to it as he held a cigarette in one hand and played with his phone with the other.

"Gilbert!"

Kisa suddenly called out to him. Gilbert was stunned, wondering how she recognized him when she was still so drunk. He tried hard to stop himself from thinking too much and looked at the woman with annoyance.