The fear from the knife incident in the early morning gradually faded from her mind, replaced by a strange fascination.
Other men always deceived her with sweet words, never caring about her well-being. The man in front of her used the coldest words to say the warmest things.
Lisa clenched her fists, almost crying in frustration, "I always wanted a boyfriend like this...
I even wanted to marry him, bear him lots of children willingly. But I'm afraid such a man will never come my way again."
The two women sighed in lamentation with a mix of curiosity and wonder. Returning to the old apartment, Annie saw her laptop still on the dining table and quickly went to check it.
"What's wrong?" Lisa asked.
"I want to know what that boy did with my computer? He's too mysterious, certainly wouldn't do anything meaningless."
Annie tried to check the browsing history but found it was cleared.
