"Thank you, and you're welcome to come too," I replied with a smile, realizing that pretending to be something you're not is something women are naturally good at; it's not difficult at all. After saying that, I looked up at Lin Zefeng and saw him being accosted by a group of three or five men, forcibly dragged to one side.
He glanced back at me helplessly, and I shared the sentiment, obviously eager to be with each other, only to be interrupted by many tedious people. Given his personality, I believed he wouldn't make too many close friends, but everyone has a social circle, and he was no exception. Seeing this, I realized that I hadn't truly integrated into his life. We were in love, but we still hadn't come to understand everything about each other's surroundings.
