Facing Vera's question, it felt the same as when she had asked if he liked her in the kitchen.
Sam's ears immediately turned red, and then he called the waiter to order the meal.
Now, it was impossible to let Vera order at this time, so he didn't even ask her. He ordered some food to warm her up and then returned the menu to the waiter.
After the waiter left, Sam found that Vera was still staring at him. Her eyes were red and swollen because of crying, which made her look particularly pitiful.
"You haven't answered my question yet."
She said stubbornly.
He didn't know how to respond.
After a moment of silence, he explained in a low voice, "We are all acquaintances. If you saw someone you know crying on the road, would you ignore it?"
After hearing his explanation, she felt that it made sense. She nodded in agreement and immediately said, "Oh, that's it. That's good... I thought... you liked me."
He stopped what he was doing and looked at her.
She did not look at him but lowered her eyes and stared at the table.
"If you said you liked me, I would definitely have refused you."
His heart tightened and the redness in his eyes faded away.
It was a pity that Vera did not notice the changes in his mood and actions. She still said to herself, "If you really like me and I reject you, you will definitely be very sad, just like the current me, both sad and miserable."
He had caught some important information from her words, so he squinted his eyes slightly.
"Current you?"
"Yes, I was just refused." She looked up and deliberately showed a big smile to him. "Am I in a particularly miserable situation? You have just seen it. The feeling of being refused is awful, especially when you like him very much."
For a moment, Sam did not know how he was feeling.
He didn't know what had happened to her, but he was in a hurry to comfort her. As a result, he was dumb and couldn't say a word of comfort.
Now...
He knew that she had been refused. Who was it???
"So, it's a good thing that you only treat me as a friend. If you like me, you will become as miserable as me..."
After that, she also laughed happily.
He had an unspeakable feeling in his heart. His hand, which had been placed on the table, quietly moved under the table and was placed on his leg. Without even realizing it, his hand gradually clenched into a fist.
It seemed that she didn't just like the man but was deeply in love with him.
"How long has it been?"
He heard himself asking her.
"Ah?" She didn't seem to understand what he was asking.
He smiled faintly. "How long have you liked the man?"
She seemed to be drunk. She lowered her head and began to count her fingers. Her cute appearance made him couldn't help but want to hold her in his arms.
After counting for a long time, she looked up and said bitterly, "It's been almost four years."
After listening to her words, he inexplicably twitched his lips.
"Four years?"
He carefully calculated the days. He liked Vera. It seemed that he had been liking her for six years.
It turned out that time had actually passed so fast.
Time was passing by all the way. If he didn't calculate it carefully, he would feel that things seemed to have happened yesterday. His mind was a little absent-minded.
"Yeah, four years!" She nodded hard and said, "For a long time, right? I didn't think I could like him for so long, four years..."
She counted with her fingers and said, "How many years of youth is this? Four years of youth!"
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