He already had a girlfriend, so there was no need to exin too much.
Until my figurepletely disappeared around the corner, Frank only then shifted his gaze back, his expression indifferent as he looked at na.
"What do you want?"
"What do I want?"
na pointed to his phone with a nod. "I''m asking for her number for you, as a friend. How are you nning to thank me?"
Frank replied coldly, "Not necessary."
na smiled. "Then why did you call her name just now?"
"Who taught you these outdated tricks of pretending to be indifferent to pursue someone? They''re long. out of style," na said disdainfully.
Frank dismissed her. "na, has anyone ever told you that you''re actually quite good-looking when y
keep your mouth shut?"
na didn''t like thatment. "You really can''t say anything nice. No wonder you''ve been single for 20
years."
"Get lost," cursed Frank.
"I''ve epted your friend request"
A new message popped up on WhatsApp. He lowered his gaze, waiting for a moment, but no further messages came.
"It''s her style alright."
Always leaving abruptly, cutting things off without a second thought, without any conscience.
Perhaps it was because of the filter from childhood that made it hard for him to hate me no matter what I
did.
But he didn''t want to let me off so easily.
He wanted me to learn my lesson..
Frank clicked on my profile picture. It was a sunset scene where I leaned against the balcony railing. gazing nkly towards the living room.
In the glow of the setting sun, I exuded an indescribable loneliness.
For some reason, his heart ached.
After a moment, he lightly touched the screen and tried to find me on Twitter.
He was apprehensive.
Afraid of seeing me unting my affection.
Afraid of seeing me living too happily.
Even more afraid of seeing me still struggling, with Ryan still bullying me.
But there was nothing.
I didn''t seem to have posted anything on Twitter at all
When he got home, na suddenly snatched his phone. "Stop looking. In just two hours, you''ve practically worn out her profile picture." Frank replied irritably, "Give it back."ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .
"You just regained your eyesight a few days ago and now you can''t put down your electronic devices? Are you trying to ruin your eyes again?"
na then seemed to remember something. "It looks like she might think of me as your girlfriend. You''d better find a good opportunity to exin, or you''ll just push her further away." "Exin?" Frank was so angry he almostughed. "No fucking way."
''She didn''t even give me an exnation, yet she expected me to exin? He wasn''t that eager.
''Just friends. That''s a good one."
After I finished showering, the midsummer storm raged with raindrops as big as beans, pounding on the ss with a loud patter.
Jane held two wine sses in one hand and a bottle of red wine in the other.
"Are you alright?" She handed me one of the sses.
I nodded and gave her the corkscrew. "I''m fine."
Jane carefully observed my expression and stated the facts. "He has a girlfriend now."
"He should have one."
Now
still in a wheelchair, the past two years must have been the toughest for him.
With his arrogance, it must have taken a lot of effort for him to ept reality.
If he had someone by his side, I should be happy for him.
Jane poured the wine and sat cross-legged on the carpet, leaning against the sofa. She gently clinked sses with me, "What about you?"
I smiled. "I have you."
She looked at me with interest and smiled. "So, you won''t neglect friends for romance in the future?"
"No..."
Just as I was about to speak, my phone received a new WhatsApp message.
"Lily, my leg hurts"
It was from Frank,
I was momentarily stunned, put down my wine ss, and thought about how to reply. "Have your girlfriend try giving you a massage or something." "That''s my cousin"
"She went out."
"Do you have time?"
Frank replied within seconds.