"So what if it’s been three days? Perfect timing, I’m organizing a class reunion tonight, and you have to come."
"I’d rather not," she protested, busy objecting.
"No way, how many years has it been? You’ve been dodging this every year, but now that I’ve caught you, you must show up.
I heard you brought your boyfriend back with you, so bring him along too."
"What do you mean ’let’s not’? It’s you, always overthinking things. Those two probably forgot who you are a long time ago; why are you still holding on ?
They’re getting married this year, can you just move on?
You can’t avoid meeting other classmates for the rest of your life just because of those two, right?
You don’t know how disappointed several friends who got along well with you back in the day are each year you don’t show up.
Because you don’t come, everyone has some complaints against those two as well.
Look, if you really don’t want to see them, I won’t invite them this time."
"Don’t, that wouldn’t be good. You’ll be disliked for it."
"Am I afraid of them?" Adriana Golden curled her lip.
"Really, it’s not necessary."
"Then you should attend, bringing your boyfriend with you. Happily tell them that you’re doing well now, that you’ve let go."
One hand clutching her phone, the other incessantly stirring in the bowl.
Kay Forrest sat opposite her, scrutinizing her, saying nothing more.
She glanced at Kay Forrest, finally telling the person on the other end of the line: "I’ll think about it. Send me the address, and if I decide to, I’ll come by later tonight."
"You... I don’t care, if you still consider me a friend, you absolutely have to come. I’m sending you the address right now, and I’ll be waiting for you."
After hanging up, Jane Quinlan sighed softly and continued to eat.
"What’s wrong, being chased for debts?" Kay asked.
"Pretty much," she nodded, "Hey, I’ve got nothing else on for the evening anyway, come with me to a class reunion, will you?"
"As if I’ve got nothing better to do," Kay Forrest immediately objected.
She smiled: "Fair enough, forget I asked then."
No sooner had she finished speaking, her phone vibrated. She swiped open the screen, glanced at the address in the message, and pursed her lips.
"What, is there someone at that class reunion you can’t bear to see?"
"Not that I can’t see them, it’s... I’m afraid to see them," she said as she looked up at him with a smile.
"Boyfriend, no, ex-boyfriend?" If she had a boyfriend, she probably wouldn’t need to pay someone to show off by bringing him home.
She shook her head: "Never even got to be the boyfriend."
"A crush?" his curiosity piqued, he leaned in closer.
Seeing the gleam in his eyes, she gave him a disdainful look: "I’m sure you’re not genuinely concerned about me."
"Right, indeed not. Just that coming to this godforsaken place, I’ve been so bored. I need some jokes to brighten up my life; otherwise, I’ll get depressed."
"So, you think my misery is a joke?"
"Spot on." Kay Forrest crossed his legs cockily, looking as if he was daring her to take a swing at him.
"Damn, could you be any more heartless?"
Jane Quinlan felt that this man was a monster, and moreover, an unevolved one at that.
Kay Forrest couldn’t help but laugh: "Alright, here’s the deal. You tell me the story, and I’ll accompany you to the gathering.
I never do deals that lose out; it’s a win-win, don’t you think?"
"I really don’t want to go, okay?" Jane Quinlan rolled her eyes, reluctant to go along with him.
"Now I want to go. I’m curious to see who’s got you, so brazen and bold, all skittish."
Jane Quinlan put down her spoon, this beast, making her lose all appetite to eat.