Why Are You Blushing?

Seeing that Vasilia had stopped talking, the man unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, “Don’t you know how to lie?” He asked slowly.

It was a bit hot in the car. They were not far apart.

Vasilia looked at him and answered absent-mindedly.

“Of course I know.”

After a short chat, the man closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

Vasilia opened the window and let in some fresh air.

She had also had a few drinks tonight. She felt dizzy and her mind was not clear.

She tilted her head to the side and thought about the message Ragin had sent her.

She hadn’t answered him yet.

But she didn’t know what to answer.

As she understood it, that would be Ragin’s counterattack.

She had done everything she could to this man lately. Their conversation was interesting, but not out of line. They spent time together in the cyber world.

Unconsciously, she felt that she had formed some habits to be with Ragin.

Talking to one person all the time can really create a dependency.

Half an hour later.

The car stopped at the gate of the community.

Vasilia and Harvey got out of the car and went to the elevator door.

They happened to meet other residents of the building.

When the woman saw them entering the elevator, she greeted them.

The woman looked at them with a meaningful smile, as if they had a special relationship.

Vasilia touched the tip of her nose and followed Harvey into the elevator.

Did the woman misunderstand?

Vasilia felt her vision was strange.

When the elevator reached the 14th floor and Harvey was about to leave, Vasilia called out to him, “Mr. Blunt.

He turned around.

“Thank you for sending me back today.”

Vasilia smiles, her eyes slightly curved, and waves goodbye.

“Good night.” She said sweetly with her hands next to her face.

Harvey squinted his eyes slightly to look at her and felt that her expression was similar to that of a small animal.

It was almost eleven o’clock when Vasilia came home.

She washed quickly and began to chat with Ragin.

She didn’t know if Ragin had slept or not.

She hurriedly sent a message to Ragin.

Honey Peach: Did you sleep?

Ragin: Not yet.

Ragin: And you?

Honey Peach: I just got home.

Ragin: So late. Looks like you have a special date tonight.

Honey Peach:… No special date. It’s just a dinner with my coworkers. I met a drunk tonight.

Ragin: Are you home now?

Honey Peach: Yes. I met my neighbor downstairs and got a ride with him.

Ragin was a little slow back then.

Ragin: A neighbor?

Honey Peach was in a good mood: He is a very handsome neighbor.

Ragin: Really?

Honey Peach: In all my years of enjoying handsome men, he’s the best I’ve ever seen, but…

Sensing her pause, Ragin asked, “But what?”

Honey Peach: He looks so cold that it seems to keep people away. It should be very difficult to make contact with him.

Ragin seemed interested in such remarks.

Ragin: Do you judge a book by its cover?

Vasilia blushed slightly, as if she had said something bad.

Honey Peach: Perhaps. Then I should apologize. I’m sorry.

Ragin: Why are you apologizing to me? I was joking. Take it easy.

Vasilia had a few drinks tonight and got a little bold.

Honey Peach: It should be very lucky to be in love with such a handsome guy. Seeing that face every morning will put me in a good mood.

Ragin chatted with her on this subject as if he was talking to a junior little girl. He asked with tolerance: Do you want to try it?

Honey Peach: No.

Ragin: Why not?

Honey Peach: I don’t even know if he has a girlfriend.

Ragin: You can ask him next time.

Honey Peach: That’s a good idea.

But she might not ask Harvey that question.

There was no response from Ragin. Honey Peach felt that Ragin was a good match for her.

Comfort in the cyber world was like a warm roasted sweet potato in winter or a bottle of orange soda in summer. Both of them could have some good feelings with each other, but they would not cross the border to real life.

Vasilia felt that such a feeling was wonderful, like having a good friend who knows everything.

But Ragin was more serene.

Vasilia sometimes felt that he was more mature than her.

So far she hadn’t been able to understand his heart completely.