Cinderella's Genius Plan

6

I took Liegan to a mid-to-high-end barbecue restaurant. The advantage of this barbecue restaurant was that it was very crowded. Many couples come here, and the atmosphere is not only luxurious but also romantic.

Over the course of the meal, we talked about basketball, talked about cats, and talked about her experiences in previous years studying abroad alone, and she was surprised to find that we both had many similar preferences.

I could always catch the words she spoke, but I didn't have as much knowledge as her. After chatting a few words, I always listened to her with bright eyes.

She also understood what I was saying, and she also told me a lot of things I didn't know. She even shared some real entertainment gossip that she knew with me.

I was surprised by the man who looked expressionless and so cold in front, but behind turned out to be a weasel running around in a melon field. When I was chatting with him, I couldn't help getting carried away by his touch of sincerity.

When the waiter came and told us that they would be closing soon, we both realized that it was already so late.

Liegan was holding a glass of wine in his hand, his face was slightly red, and he couldn't help but laugh when he saw me.

His tears were flowing and he looked a little drunk, completely different from the unsmiling and indifferent man during the day, I looked at his red lips, and my heart banged for no reason.

No.

I clutched the wine glass tightly in my hand.

I didn't come here for love.

......

After returning home in the evening, I washed my face to remove the smell of alcohol, then turned on the computer and started checking Clara's backup account.

Clara's backup account has gone from optimistic and confident to emotional. Lately, at night she has been liking twitter threads with emotional words.

I opened the twitter thread and found that it was about a girl who accused her boyfriend of not caring about her, asking for advice on what she should do.

The comments Clara left were very popular.

"My boyfriend is the same way, I used to think that he was busy with his work and had no time to be with me. But lately he's been talking to me less and less, and I often send him messages and he doesn't reply. If I ask, he always says he's busy. Are all men like this?"

All the comments below read,

"Looks like you were cheated on."

"What's so busy, how busy is she that she doesn't have time to reply to messages? It doesn't fit."

"Don't worry, when he's not with you, he must be with someone else."

.......

Clara no longer replied, and later that day, she posted a photo of her drinking alcohol late at night.

There was a hint of mockery that crossed my eyes, even though this was just the beginning.

Liegan hasn't broken up with her, her family hasn't gone bankrupt, she can still share her vlogs happily and confidently.

I left the computer, and looked at the dark night outside the window.

It was time to meet up with classmates first.