Half an hour later, Polly, who had changed into her casual clothes, sat opposite side of Jocelyn.
“You made that mung bean soup?”
“Yes.”
“It’s impossible.” Polly said firmly. Her eyes fixed on Jocelyn, as if she wanted to find a sign that she was lying on her face. "It’s impossible you made that."
“Why not?” Jocelyn pretended to be confused. "I bought these bean and I cooked them. I even bought the sugar by myself. Then I put it in the fridge for one night, I took it out and put it in that bottle this morning. Right, you have to remember to give me back that bottle."
Polly said with poker face. "If you really did it, say what you put in the mung bean soup?"
“That’ easy.” Jocelyn smiled. "Mung beans, of course and lilies, lotus seeds, snow pears, coconut milk..."
“No, there is one thing left. It can’t taste like this without it.”
“Are you talking about green tea?”
Jocelyn said calmly. "After adding green tea, it helped balance the sugar in mung bean soup, which makes it tastes different."
“How do you know?” Polly questioned. "Who told you this?"
Jocelyn paused for a moment and hesitated to say. " Miss Foster said you want to talk something personal with me, is that the recipes of this mung bean soup? You can just ask me on the phone. A friend of mine taught me, it is not a secret."
“Your friend? What is your friend’s name?"
Polly was in such a hurry. She knew it was abrupt, but it was about Joanne. She didn’t care about other things now. When she heard that familiar name from Jocelyn, she was more excited.
“I knew it was her. Where is she now?”
Jocelyn showed a hesitated look. "A few months ago, I saw the news that her parents were burned in the fire and she died because the car crashed into the sea. She taught me how to make mung bean soup. But I have not seen her for a long time."
The word 'died' stabbed Polly’s heart. She thought she found hope, but hope never existed. Her eyes darkened. She repeated sadly, murmuring herself.
“Oh, she taught you before.”
Jocelyn looked her sad face. She also felt so sad in her heart that she even had the urge to tell her all the truth right now, right here.
But she could not, Polly was impulsive. Once she had told Polly the truth, she was afraid that Polly couldn’t keep it a secret. After that, her efforts would be in vain.
“Lady, your strawberry smoothie.”
The waiter came and brought another drink Jocelyn had ordered.
“She can’t come back to life again. She was such an optimistic person. If she knows her death makes her best friend sad like this, she won’t be happy in the heaven.”
Jocelyn pushed the strawberry smoothie in front of her." Eat something sweet and maybe you will feel better. "
When she saw the strawberry smoothie, Polly paused again.
“Do you really know Joanne? I have never heard about you."
“I have heard about you from her. " Jocelyn said calmly.
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