"It's such a pity. Do you still remember how it was like when you first met?" Joan asked on purpose.
"I remember. Of course, I do," the man replied immediately.
His reply was so instantaneous and dramatic that he was obviously lying. None of his words contain a shred of truth!
Joan sighed softly in response. Smiling awkwardly, she continued to ask, "Where did you both meet?"
Strange, why is she asking so many questions? Can it be that she has noticed something? The man stared intently at Joan as if he was trying to get a clue.
However, after having been through so much,
Joan learned to hide her emotions very well.
"It was a rainy day. My girlfriend was carrying a bunch of books and running across the street without an umbrella..." the man recounted with deep emotion. However, no matter how touching his story was, it didn't move Joan one bit.
The reason was simple. The contents of his story were similar to that of a book she had read before.
What a liar! Even the details do not differ much from the book.
Joan snorted with her eyes filled with disdain. Why would someone mentally sound like him resort to such unscrupulous means?She just couldn't understand the thinking of young people nowadays.Could it be that I have lost touch with what's trendy now?
"What a touching story," Joan praised in an indifferent tone as she clapped on purpose.
That goes without sayinglAfter all, I have read tons of novels before. The man patted himself on the chest proudly.
This is ridiculous. He can't even tell when I'm being sarcastic.
"In that case, why don't you go and console your girlfriend's parents?" Joan suddenly asked.
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