Then Joseph forwarded a comment, "Lola, my sister. Harry would punish himself back home at night. He will be really lonely."
At dinner time in the old house, Harry saw Joseph's comment. He smiled and pressed the like button. As long as Lola could forgive him, he would never hesitate to do anything.
It was already late at night when Lola saw the comment. Her micro-blog has been flooded with messages and comments.
Confused, she checked Harry's micro-blog account.
...
She just returned home to visit her parents. How was this walking out on the family? Of course, she also has some responsibilities with her parents!
And why did her brother, Joseph, joined along with the fray... She bit her lips and browsed all the hot and popular comments.
Finally, she posted a comment: "Boss Si, I am just too ordinary a girl to deserve your affection. Give me a break."
Harry knew nothing about Lola's comment until Joey texted him on WeChat.
Lola was also the proud type, so she was quite happy that Harry commented back, "Honey, it's all my fault. Please come back home."
That reply invited quite a heap of jealousy from single people.
They all commented below----"Boss Si, how could you show such public display of affection? Have you considered how singles like us would feel?"
"Mrs. Si, please come home soon. We wouldn't want another round of affection display."
Lola knew Harry has replied, then texted back joyfully, "What's your fault then?"
"All of these are my fault. ALL! Please forgive me, honey."
Then Lola stopped replying. She laid on her bed, looking at his comments happily.
Their exchange of words set the whole micro-blog community excited. Some netizens began saying sour-grape words and others began gossiping about them.
When she was fantasizing about how to punish Harry, her phone suddenly rang.
She bit her lips as determination and answered the call. "Honey, if I kneel on the durian fruit as punishment, will you forgive me?" Harry lit a cigarette, opened the document box and prepared to work.
She couldn't help but to retort, "Give me a gun and let me shoot you. Then I would cool off."
Her reply made Harry silent. He frowned.
Harry became silent not because he dared not to take the bullet, but because he remembered how he shot Lola. How could he do that to the person he loved...
He mistreated her like that----his guilt became so overwhelming. Then he said sweetly, "Okay. You can even have more guns and shoot me as you like. But make sure that I am still alive." He must be alive so he could still protect and take care of her.
Lola curled her lips in discontent. Harry was really good at sweet talking. It was his greatest asset. "No need for that. I dare not shoot you dead, or I will be insulted to death by your legions of fans." She answered back sarcastically.
His legions of fans? Harry was quite confused. "What do you mean? I am not that popular, anyway." If there really are really many fans, Lola's jealousy could have flooded all of them.
"Oh, you know that. Boss Si, it's really clear how attractive you are. Just look at your micro-blog fans. 80% of them are female and they all commented 'honey'. They are even sweeter than me!" Her voice was full of jealousy, yet she didn't notice it.
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