you forgot you love me

No, the kid lied to me.

That was the first thought that crossed my mind.

But soon I realized that when the kid said I was dead, he didn't mean I was dead.But something I stood for, maybe my love for his sister?Or... something else.

As far as I know now, the kid in front of me is the younger brother of my ex-fiancée. I broke up with his sister because I slept with Larry's classmate Nivi.

But something was wrong, and everything was guesswork from the information I got from the envelope, from my ex-fiancée herself, Larry.If one of them didn't know the truth and told me wrong information or told me wrong information on purpose, then my conclusions would be very different.

Did I really love Fiona?

And why would I sleep with the kid's classmate Niwei?

Why did I leave for three years?

If I really love Fiona so much, why did I leave her so easily?

What role does this kid in front of him play in the whole thing?

I looked at Larry warily, "What's your relationship with Nivi? Why did you let her sleep with me and she would sleep with me?"

Larry snorted disdainfully, stared at me closely and replied, "Because I like me so much, she will do whatever I ask her to do."

I don't quite understand why Larry stared at me when he said this, and emphasized the last few words, but decided to continue to test. "Are you just taking advantage of a girl who likes you like this? Larry, this is not something a gentleman should do. If you take advantage of a girl's liking to do this kind of thing," I continued after a pause, "it would be too bad. "

The resentment exuded by Larry became heavier, "Do you need to teach me? Mr. Kerellis, you broke up with my sister, so you have nothing to do with me! Besides, you are the one who slept with Niwei! Not Me! What right do you have to accuse me!"

I was a little taken aback. Larry's resentment was inexplicable. I guessed that he must have many things that he didn't tell me.And I subconsciously felt that Larry shouldn't be like this, shouldn't be yelling like this, he should be... laughing.

"Larry," I said to him calmly, "I don't remember the past, but I have to tell you, you can't do this to a girl who likes you."

I deliberated and continued, "Imagine, would a 14-year-old girl be very sad if she was treated like this by someone she likes?"

After hearing what I said, Larry shot up and looked at me angrily. I was even more astonished. Larry's anger obviously exceeded my imagination, and he seemed to be on fire.

"Why do you defend her! What's wrong with her being 14 years old! Aren't I also 14 years old! What the hell do you use to control me! Get lost!"

I was silent for two seconds, my doubts grew, "Larry, let's talk."

Larry stared at me quietly for two seconds, as if he had calmed down, but he could still see his anger. I even felt that there were tears in Larry's eyes. "Go away, Carrie."

Larry's tone was so calm that I even felt a little flustered.

But after the panic passed, I noticed what he called me, and it was so natural that Larry blurted out the title.It's like it's been called so many times.

Kerry? ? ? ?

I suddenly felt that the relationship between Larry and me might not be as I understood it, tit for tat, incompatible.

Larry's mood was too abnormal, and I realized that I couldn't go on probing, and it would only be counterproductive to continue probing.

I reached up and stroked Larry's hair. It was as soft as it looked. "Don't lie to me, I didn't sleep with Nivi, how could I sleep with a 14-year-old girl? Huh?"