If You Want Me

Somehow, Debbie felt a little flustered. She didn't expect that she would know such a big shot, especially when she was in a mess in high school.

In general, they were not familiar with each other.

They just did their homework and often went home together. Later they parted ways and almost couldn't see each other again.

So for a somewhat heartless person like Debbie, this was really just a familiar stranger.

But she didn't know what role she played in the eyes of this beautiful woman. There should be more or less a little hatred in her?

No matter how beautiful the memories were, unfortunately, they were separated because of some misunderstandings.

The two of them were led to another room by the manager. As soon as they sat down, they grabbed Debbie's hand and asked, "How have you been these years?"

There was sincerity in her beautiful eyes, which was a kind of melancholy that could not be disguised. If it was fake, then Debbie had to admit she had been defeated. This man was really good at acting.

She smiled awkwardly and answered his words, "How are you doing?"

The question was thrown back. The woman suddenly loosened her grip, picked up an orange from the table beside and threw it in the air.

She didn't look into Debbie's eyes, nor did she answer her questions. She just smiled and said, "I heard that you are married. I just heard a lot of bad words from those gossips, but I know that the man who can make you agree to marry must be very good."

He said affirmatively, which made Debbie a little confused.

She almost doubted if this person really knew her. Why did she feel that herself was completely different from what she knew?

However, this kind of indirect praise made Debbie feel good. She smiled modestly and said, "People are indeed not as bad as they said, but people still have some shortco

uldn't copy his homework or record his every move like others.

But she knew that it was a waste of time to be soft spoken, so she began to hide the milk candies that Baron's mother gave her, waiting to give them to Baron.

Finally, it rained heavily that most of the students in the class had been sent away, until Baron and she were left alone for a while because of something.

Debbie pressed her lips and cautiously approached the boy, but he really moved aside with great embarrassment and frowned.

"What are you doing? Why are you so close to me?"

He should have said something childish words, but he pretended to know nothing.

The slightly melted milk candies were put in the palm of Debbie's hands as if she was presenting a treasure. At this time, Baron was a little confused.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Debbie bit her lips and finally showed a hint of shyness that a daughter should have. "My mother said that if one day I meet someone I liked very much, I would share what I liked with him."

Although she was a little childish, she knew what she should give. The corners of Baron's mouth twitched. "Do you believe everything that your mother said?"

"No. Not all."

"Ha ha, it's Stupid guy?"