Chapter 978 Make up a Story

The man was silent for a moment, his expression was subtle, as if he was a little irritable, and also seemed to be a disappointment.

In the end he compromised, maybe hoping to do it in a better situation, and the frizz would lose some of the fun.

"Well, what do you want to talk about?" he asked.

...What are you talking about?

Zhuang Jia didn't think about it at all, she just wanted to delay the time.

"That happened a long time ago, I hope...you don't get too surprised or angry when you find out..." Zhuang Jia said as she walked to the coffee machine and used the movement of brewing coffee to hide her nervousness .

The man frowned and said, "Jiajia, I love you, no matter what you have done, I will forgive you."

He thought that Zhuang Jia wanted to reveal his past relationship history.

Zhuang Jia turned around and put the coffee in front of him, while she sat opposite him, keeping a certain distance.

"I...I want to talk to you about my former boyfriends..."

"Jia Jia." The man leaned over and held Zhuang Jia's hand, "I don't care about that, as long as we love each other now, what happened in the past doesn't matter at all."

"What if they are all dead?" Zhuang Jia withdrew her hand, lowered her head and said in a low voice, "If they are all dead, don't you think it's not important?"

"Dead?" The man frowned deeply, with surprise in his eyes.

"Yes." Zhuang Jia nodded, "Whenever I fall in love with a man, he will die unexpectedly."

The man laughed: "Jia Jia, this is superstition, I will not die."

He stood up and said, "Baby, you are too tired, go to the bathroom to take a bath first, let's talk slowly if you have anything to say."

He was always obsessed with coaxing Zhuang Jia into the bathroom.

"No!" Zhuang Jia clenched her fists tightly, digging her nails into her flesh to keep herself from losing control, "I hope you can listen to the whole thing before deciding whether to stay with me!"

The man was helpless, showing impatience in his helplessness, "Okay, okay..."

He sat back down.

Zhuang Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

"You know, because of my mother, I have been exposed to many models since I was a child..." Zhuang Jia slowly opened his mouth, "The model circle is very chaotic, full of precocious boys and girls, thirteen or fourteen-year-olds can They look like adults, and they will fall in love like adults.

When I was sixteen, I met a male model named Philip. He was of mixed race, tall and handsome. He was one of my mother's favorite models. I was smitten with him and we fell in love...

You have lived abroad, and you must know that girls can get married as long as they are 15 years old in France, so I proposed to go to France to register for marriage, but he refused.

I was very angry at the time and had a big fight with him. He apologized to me and begged for my forgiveness. It turned out that he was only 14 years old, not even under the age of marriage! "

"14 years old?! You fell in love with a 14-year-old boy?" The man was surprised.

Zhuang Jia said: "He really doesn't look like 14 years old at all, I thought he was at least 20 years old!"

She sighed lowly, seeing that the coffee in the cup hadn't moved at all, she reminded, "Aren't you going to drink it?"

The man took a sip of coffee.

"How does it taste?" Zhuang Jia said, "The secret my mother taught me is to brew coffee with 90-degree hot water, no more, no less."

"Well...it tastes good, a little bit bitter." The man said, taking a few more sips.

"Coffee, of course it will be bitter..." Zhuang Jia opened the sugar box on the table and helped him pick up a sugar cube.

"Go ahead." The man urged, "What happened to you and that 14-year-old boy?"

Zhuang Jia clasped her hands together, slowly stroking the moisture in her palms, her flustered heart strangely calmed down...