After hanging up, Sharon took a deep breath and returned to the living room.
Tiffany asked, "What did that jerk say?"
"He asked me to go somewhere with him on the weekend,"
Sharon said sluggishly, leaning back on the sofa.
"But you've..."
"So I rejected him."
Tiffany thought for seconds, and then she came over and said, "Sharon, do you think Jameson is very strange recently?"
Sharon sneered, "He is not only strange.He is simply torturing me even more."
"Do you think he is torturing you?"
Sharon was exhausted and her voice sounded weak, "Otherwise, what was he doing?"
Tiffany concluded, "Don't you feel that judging from his recent actions, he is like a pupil who doesn't know how to express his love.He always tries to attract the attention of the girls he likes with clumsy methods."
Sharon didn't know what to say.
She was silent for a few seconds.
Then she raised one of her hand to touch Tiffany's forehead, and touched her own head with another, frowning, "There's no fever."
"Hey."
Tiffany took her hand away.
"I'm serious.Didn't that jerk admit that he liked you before? I think it looks very probable."
Sharon sat back down the sofa and said indifferently, "To someone like him, liking is just an adjective.It is dispensable and meaningless."
Tiffany sighed, agreeing with her.
After a while, Tiffany took out the garbage and threw it away.
Five minutes later, she ran back with excitement, "Sharon! Sharon!"
"What's wrong?"
Sharon asked.
"Do you remember the handsome mixed-blood guy we met in the elevator? I just saw him again.Guess what, he's our new neighbor next door!"
"He has moved here for a few days.It's time for us to greet him."
Tiffany said and ran into the bathroom.
"No, no, I have to go wash my hair and put on my makeup.He can't see me without makeup."
Hearing this, Sharon smiled and said, "There is a cake I bought this afternoon in the fridge.You can bring it over."
"I love you!"
Sharon was so bothered by Jameson's phone call that she didn't have the mood to draw any more sketches.
So she changed her clothes and intended to go downstairs for a run.
When she went out, she said to Tiffany, "Tiffany, I'm going out.Do you need me to bring anything back?"
"Buy some snacks for me.I'm not full tonight."
"Alright."
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Tiffany looked at the time and saw that it was already half past nine, so she quickly washed her hair.
Otherwise, if it was too late, she would disturb the neighbor.
After blowing her hair, she quickly put on an exquisite makeup, put on her best skirt and took out the cake from the fridge.
Then she knocked on the neighbor's door.
After almost two minutes, the door opened.
Tiffany smiled, "Hello, Nice to meet you.I'm...."
The man glanced at the cake in her hand and reached out to pull the door, "No, I don't need it."
Tiffany quickly stopped the door with her hand and kept smiling, "Sir, I'm from next door.I heard that you just moved here.So I came to say hello."
The man loosened his hand that was on the handle, saying "Sorry."
Tiffany tidied up her skirt, trying to maintain a good image before him, "It doesn't matter.This cake is for you."
"Thank you, but I don't like sweets."
"Alright."
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