Why did I be so cowardly when I really encountered something?


    I rubbed my cheeks, trying to make myself look less stiff. "Colin, where did you go just now? Why are


    you sweating?"


    He casually wiped his forehead with his finger. "I went to look at some houses and suddenly felt thirsty.


    So, I went to the supermarket to buy a bottle of water.


    "Then, I happened to run into Jasmine and wanted to ask her about her rehabilitation progress. So we


    wandered there for a while. It was quite cool inside the supermarket. How did you notice I was


    sweating?"


    So, that was what happened.


    I knew it.


    The dark cloud shrouding my heart dispersed just like that.


    While having pasta with Ivy at night, I scrolled through social media and found a post from one person


    at the bottom of my friends list. It said: "If it''s you, I don''t mind waiting a few more years."


    The photo showed a corner of the supermarket, with a tall man standing in front of the yogurt aisle. He


    was holding a red box and carefully reading the ingredient list. Judging from his position, it was


    probably a box of yogurt and the red packaging indicated my favorite vor, strawberry.


    Colin didn''t tell me earlier he bought something for me, and since he hadn''t returned, I couldn''t be sure


    if he bought that yogurt for me. In other words, it was normal for him to buy Jasmine some food or even


    something expensive because he had saved her before. Plus, it was just yogurt. It was not worth


    fussing over.


    But my heart still felt sour.


    I was really petty sometimes.


    To prevent myself from getting jealous, I took a peek at Jasmine''s social media ount and found that


    hertest post was the one I saw.


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    Going back further were posts from two months ago. They were mostly about daily trivial matters,


    including photos of various luxurious parties attended by handsome men and prettydies,


    apanied by fine wine.


    UMS


    None of them were about love.


    I drew two conclusions from what I saw. Firstly, Jasmine''stest post was probably specifically set for


    me to see. Secondly, her private life was very open and extravagant.


    We ended dinner quitete, and Colin couldn''t pick me up due to his social engagement. Winston


    enthusiastically volunteered to take me home while Ivy insisted on tagging along.


    Winston treated Ivy pretty well. After pretending to scold her a little, he let her follow him to send me


    home.


    It was said that a man''s feelings for a woman could be seen in the way he indulged her. Winston was


    subtly indulging Ivy, and these two very likely had something going on.


    We chatted andughed all the way home. By the time we arrived, it was almost nine: I leaned over the


    railing on the terrace and saw Ivy following Winston like a puppy. She reached out to tug on his shirt a


    few times, only to be rejected.


    However, she persisted and went in for another tug. With that, Winston reluctantly epted it.


    Winston, with his long legs, walked quickly, but Ivy was bouncing along happily behind him.


    She was just using the excuse of sending me home as a stepping stone. Suddenly, I felt so lonely.


    I called Colin, and he picked up quickly this time. Unfortunately, it was too noisy and I couldn''t hear


    what he was saying clearly. He raised his voice and said something before hanging up.