After getting into her car, I sighed. "You have the kind of life envied by many girls."
Shannon looked at me and asked with a smile, "Does i t make people envious that I don't have to work, have a car, a house, savings, and I can be as willful as I want because there’ll always be someone there to bear the consequences for me?"
I laughed. "Please remove the word 'does’, changing the question to an affirmative statement.”
Shannon sighed softly. "Humans will never be satisfied. We have something that others can only dream of yet not cherish. We go for things that others don't cherish instead. For example, I envy you for not being as simple as you say you are and for not coming from a basic background as you claim to be. It makes you appear intensely mysterious and unattainable, perhaps even causing others to want to hold you in high regard. But these things mean nothing to you, right?"
I froze and looked at her in surprise.
She might seem young but she had much more discerning eyes than most people. Her words were certainly worth pondering.
Everyone was seeking after things that were not cherished by other people. It was hard to tell whether this was ridiculous or lamentable.
Shannon drove to the entrance of a tea house, unbuckled her seat belt, and said with a smile, "Let's hurry. I can't wait to eat those delicious desserts."
I laughed. "Aren’t you afraid of getting fat?"
Shannon's mouth twitched. "Eat first and then worry later."
The place was decorated in a very girly manner. It seemed to be specially designed to cater to women.
After taking our seats and making our orders, Shannon asked, "What kind of task did Jordan assign you?"
I pursed my lips. "He wants me to bid for a project."
"Huh?" Shannon was astonished. "Isn't that a project director's job?"
I sighed helplessly. "I don't know either."
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