When Aimee heard her question, somehow, a touch of embarrassment rose in her heart.
The embarrassment made her lower her head and cough lightly twice in return, "It's been finished."
"Is that so?" Violet looped up her arms, with a disbelieving look, "Just now when I came down, you and the other party were still chatting and laughing happily, how come you finished answering the phone all of a sudden? And I didn't hear you say goodbye to the other party or anything like that, instead it was like you saw me and were too embarrassed to go on, afraid I'd hear something, right?"
"No way!" Aimee jumped up at once as if she was a cat whose tail had been stepped on, "How could I possibly have anything that I'm afraid you'll hear."
"Oh? No?" The curve of Violet's mouth grew bigger, "If that's the case, then why did you just hang up and not say goodbye to the other party?"
The haste with which she hung up her phone just now was clearly a sign of being a thief.
"Who says you have to say goodbye when you hang up the phone. Anyway, I just didn't say goodbye, it's nothing." Aimee said with a twinkle in her eye.
Violet picked up the water and leisurely sipped it, "Is that so? Okay, I won't ask if you said goodbye or not, but can I know if the one who just spoke to you on the phone is a man?"
Aimee nodded, "Yes."
A glint of shrewdness flashed in Violet's eyes, "So it's true."
"What?" Aimee looked at her.
Violet smiled, "You have someone you like, the one you were just talking to on the phone."
"No way!" Aimee immediately denied, "How could I possibly like him! Don't be ridiculous, Violet, he's not my type, he's not handsome, his height is just average, his body shape isn’t good, though he is gentle, good at cooking and considerate, so how could I possibly like such a person?"
"Oh ......" Violet playfully trailed off her voice, "Gentle, good at cooking and considerate, indeed a good man, no wonder you like him."
"Violet, what are you talking about, I told you, he's not my type, how could I ......"
"If you don't like him, how come you know all these good things about him and don't forget to bring them up when you undermine him?" Violet looked at her in amusement.
Aimee's face changed, and her entire body visibly froze.
Yeah, why would one remember his good points so well?
Looking at Aimee did not say anything, Violet shook the water cup and added, "Well Aimee, just admit it, admit that you like him. You can remember his merits so clearly, so you like him, otherwise you will not talk to him on the phone, and you will not even save his number. "
Those words made Aimee even more silent, her eyes shining with confusion and other complicated looks.
Did she, indeed, like him?
But if not, why would she remember his merits so well and still be in contact with him?
If you don't like someone, you won't even save contact information, let alone will call them.
And not only did she save it, but basically, she got a call every day.
So, she really did like him?
Thinking about this possibility, Aimee's face turned flushed, and her heart thumped and couldn't stop, just like thunder.
Violet looked at her and added, "Speaking of which, I should have found out a long time ago who you might have liked."
"How ...... How?" Aimee looked at her in surprise.
How was it possible that it was discovered long ago that she might have liked someone!
Seeming to see Aimee's disbelief, Violet smiled and nodded, ''It's true, before you talked about what you wanted to fall in love in front of me several times, I vaguely all felt it, I've known you for so long, you never said such words, but this time, you excused the feelings between me and Stanley, then said two or three times in a row that you wanted to fall in love, this obviously revealed that you might have a someone you like, otherwise you wouldn't be saying this. "
"I can't believe this ......" Aimee lamented.
Saying you want to be in a relationship because you have someone you like.
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