When my dad left, my mom began to express her personal opinions. "Jasmine, don't listen to your dad. I think this Vincent is okay, but you must be careful and don't let him easily get you. Do you understand?"
I took a sip of the tea and spewed it all out because of my mother's words. "Mom, I know..."
I rolled my eyes in my heart. I knew, I knew it, but...
In fact, my mother's meaning was different from my father's. Maybe she considered that Vincent's family condition was okay. If he was sincere, I could try to date him. But in fact, what she didn't know was that whether Vincent was sincere or not, I wouldn't date him.
It's because our beginning was originally deformed. Therefore, how to make a deformed relationshiop right as to make it pleasant to people's eyes?
In any case, he would not be pleasing to the eye. On the contrary, he would have a shadow in my heart when I saw him.
Just when I was about to go to bed, a text message came from my phone. It was a message from Vincent: Come down, I am downstairs!
Seeing his text message, my head was almost blown up. Didn't this guy say that he went back to City S overnight? Why did he come back now? Or did he never leave?
I looked at the text message he sent on the phone screen and hesitated. Then I decisively stuffed the phone into the pillow and turned a blind eye.
Humph, anyway, at home, it was the safest. Do you have the ability to come here at midnight? Do you think I'm afraid of you?..
In less than a minute, Vincent sent another text message, but it was full of threats. "I give you two minutes, or you know the consequences!"
I texted him angrily. "It's late. Take a shower and go to sleep!"
"Get out of here, or I'll let everyone in the community know that what you have done with me before!"
This time, Vincent seemed to be really anxious. The text message he sent became a little rough.
I sighed helplessly. It's really too much to grasp the handle in the hands of others.
"My parents haven't slept yet, so let's talk about it later!"
In fact, my parents had already turned off the lights. The reason why I brought them out was that I didn't want to go down. I thought I knew that if I went down, this guy would not just talk to me in the middle of the night. He was so energetic. What if he wanted to have sex with me again?
This time, Vincent called me directly. Maybe he was really driven crazy by me. I set the bell to vibrate, so my parents next door couldn't hear my cell phone ringing. Looking at the screen, not only did Vincent call me, but I finally answered reluctantly.
"Do you know how to answer the phone? Get out of the car, or I'll make you suffer!" Vincent swore as soon as he came up, and I also became angry.
"Vincent, are you crazy? It's midnight now. Why do you let me go down now?" I tried to keep my voice as low as possible so that the parents next door wouldn't hear what I said, but there was still unhappiness in my tone.
"What are you doing? Of course, I'm going to f*ck you!" Vincent not only swore, but also put on an air of anger. He really suspected that the polite and gentle guy who had just had dinner at his house was an evil!
I was so angry that I couldn't speak. "You are a bastard. I don't want to talk to you anymore. I am going to sleep!"
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