"What are you thinking about?"
"Answer me!" Theo was angry.
"Of course not." I sighed. “You're the only one I’ve ever been in love with this entire lifetime."
"That’s more like it."
"For some reason, humans stop being passionate when they’re older, so it's basically impossible to do such rash but romantic things."
Theo stopped in his tracks and turned my body around to face him. He asked in an unkind tone, "Are you saying that I'm old?"
I strongly suspected that he had reached menopause.
"Stop misinterpreting me all the time.” I covered my forehead helplessly. "I'm just trying to say that we should learn from young people. We should be trendy and passionate. Only then will life be meaningful. We can't be dull all the time.’
Theo frowned. "What sort of passion are you talking about?"
I was momentarily speechless. It was my fault. I should not be talking about passion with an old-fashioned person.
After faking a smile, I perfunctorily said, "I don’t know how to explain it to you. It's getting late. Tyler should have arrived a long time ago. Let’s go now or he'll start throwing a tantrum from waiting too long again."
After saying that, I shook off his hand that was holding onto mine and got into the car
This conversation should end here.
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