Chapter 165: Find a more reliable girl

2 0 0
                                    

I fell into deep thought, and then Daphne's meticulous and gentle charm came to mind in fragments. I understood: I am attached to her, but is that love?

I also remembered what CC had said to me before: "In terms of ideals, I'm not as thorough as Robben; in terms of reality, I'm no match for Harlan and Robert."

At the moment, it seems that this assessment is so pertinent. If I had Robben's persistence in ideals, I would abandon all distractions and persist in pursuing the woman with long hair falling down her shoulders. If I had Harlan's understanding and compromise in reality, I would choose Daphne and lead a down-to-earth life.

But I can't rely on either side, so I'm doomed to be so erratic when it comes to relationships...

Finally, I said to my mother, who had been waiting for an answer, "Mom, don't worry about Daphne and me anymore. Even if we manage to get together, there's no guarantee that things will go smoothly and we'll get married. If something goes wrong then, won't that hurt Daphne even more?"

"You're an asshole. In the final analysis, you still don't have the kind of relationship with Daphne that a boyfriend and girlfriend should have, otherwise you wouldn't be able to hurt her like this."

I didn't say anything. In fact, my mother was right, but not entirely, but I didn't know how to explain it to her.

"Lucas, I've said everything I need to say, and I've also told you things I shouldn't have. I hope that one day in the future, when you regret this, you won't resent me as a parent for not warning you."

"Mom, don't say that, okay? It makes it sound like you're giving up on me as a son..."

"Lucas, I'm not going to say anymore. Either you find a girlfriend who is more reliable than Daphne and bring her back for me to see, or you'd better behave yourself!"

"Mom, don't hang up the phone yet. I still want to chat with you..."

Before I could finish speaking, my mom hung up the phone. I was stunned for a while, and then I sent her a message: "Mom...do you still want me to go back for the New Year?"

"Wait until you find a girl who is more reliable than Daphne."

I smiled helplessly, held the phone in my bare hands for a long time, then looked up at the blinding sunlight. I didn't even know what to think at the moment, so I lay down on the bench, covering my face with one hand to shield it from the sun and the other from the wind, and tried to sleep until evening.

...

I don't know how long I slept for, but I felt someone nudging me, and I woke up vaguely, only to find it was little fat boy Smile.

He said to me in a joyful tone, "Big brother, I've been waiting for you in the square for several days, and I've finally waited for you!"

"Do you need to see me for something?" I said as I lit a cigarette.

Smile nodded emphatically.

"Didn't I leave you my phone number?"

"I lost it."

I took some paper and a pen out of my bag and wrote my number down for him before asking, "So, what do you need to see me for?"

Smile, with a smile, took out two hundred-dollar bills from his pocket and said to me, "Yesterday, an older lady gave Grandpa a lot of money, saying that it was earned from selling the baskets he made. Then Grandpa gave me the money and asked me to take you and the referee to KFC!"

I understood that the sister who had brought the money in Smile's mouth was a Jumei employee, but I was still a little sad. At that moment, Renee had already gone above the sky and was getting further and further away from us.

Tenant's Secret LoveWhere stories live. Discover now