Dressed as the ex-girlfriend of the disabled male protagonist

"Johnny, what do you think of the fat uncle just now?"

After the two of them had dinner together, and when Jasmine packed a piece of food to take back, she finally couldn't help the doubts in her heart, and asked while pushing Jonny's wheelchair out.

"What? Why do you call him fat uncle..."

Johnny was a little surprised, but he still answered Jasmine's question seriously, "Mr. Valentine is a good man...why ask this?"

Yeah, so this is what she can't figure out...

At least in her opinion, the fat uncle behaved very nice from the beginning to the end, he was not angry when he was said to be fat, and said that he really should lose weight.Although he looked stern, judging from her experience, such people are generally consistent with the outside, which is better than those smirking politicians.

During the meal, Jasmine also secretly observed him for a while. Although the other party seemed to be able to accurately catch her sight every time, the fat uncle didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, and he didn't tell her to look away. A bottle of wine from Wayne Estate was sent to her and Jonny.

So Molly and Johnny raised their glasses to him, even though neither of them was old enough to drink now.In the end, perhaps in order to make himself appear more friendly, the fat uncle suddenly ignored the two old men around him, still maintaining his always serious expression, asked the waiter for a can of beer, and asked Jasmine a strange question question.

"Do you know how you can finish a can of beer in one sitting, miss?"

"I don't know, sir." Jasmine looked at him in confusion, not understanding why she asked this.

Then the fat uncle, like a comedian, poked a hole in the body of the beer bottle with his pen, and really drank all the beer that flowed out of it in one breath.

"Like this... YES! YES! YES!"

He looked so excited that Molly and Johnny were stunned.

...inexplicably has a comic effect.He is a super friendly politician without the burden of an idol. If it is modern, he should be able to attract fans...

"Amazing, amazing." Jasmine dryly applauded and complimented.

"Have a nice evening, miss."

This seemed to be an insignificant difference. After the fat uncle finished chatting with Jasmine, he continued to enjoy their dinner with the two old men.If she had the right to vote, Molly would definitely support this fat uncle running for president with both hands and feet.

So, this is the question she wants to ask Jonny.

"If it was you, why did you decide to kill the other party?"

"No way, right?!"

Johnny froze for a moment, and then he quickly denied it as if frightened, "I'm not crazy! And why would I do that?"

"I'm asking you to imagine, if you really decide to do it, what circumstances and reasons make you do it?"

Jasmine was still watching him calmly, not seeming to be joking at all.After Johnny heard her ask this question, he showed a very surprised expression, then he thought carefully for a while, and answered Jasmine's question.

"Probably when I was threatened, for example, the other party wanted to kill me, or he took away something very important to me... I don't know, it sounds unrealistic."

"Something very important? Like?"

Jasmine couldn't help narrowing her eyes, and gossiped curiously, "Is there anything very important to you now? I don't believe it."

"...I can't even believe that you didn't count yourself in?" Johnny gave Jasmine a look in disbelief.

"Because I remember you said that you didn't like me that much, and I still know that I'm not very important to you."

"But it's not..."

Johnny opened his mouth, he wanted to justify something, for example, his thoughts at that time were different from what he thinks now, but "I have nothing but you", this kind of words still can't come out, and it will make him feel very Despicable... because he couldn't confirm what kind of mood he was in right now.

Did he really like Jasmine, or did he just not want to lose the last person who cared about him and seemed to still care about him.

Jasmine was really too good and perfect, so good that he didn't dare to figure out his true thoughts, and would rather be that despicable person.

"It's okay, I don't really care, I just want Johnny to be well."

Jasmine smiled, she really didn't seem to care at all, she still comforted him gently.It made Johnny feel restless. Of course, this was just a description, he couldn't stand up.

"..."

He really wanted to say something like in the past, obviously he was very good at making girls happy, but in the end Johnny found that he still couldn't say anything, even if it just sounded nice...he couldn't speak.

Jonny's mood became very depressed again, and they walked all the way quietly.There were very few pedestrians at night, until when they were waiting for the rented carriage near the commercial street, Jasmine suddenly stared at an Indian who was standing alone on the side of the street for a long time, wearing the Pachi ethnic costume.

"What's the matter, Jasmine?"

In a big city like Chicago, real Indians are rare.Those people rarely leave their territory and are more excluded than blacks and Asians.But Johnny didn't think much of them. He wanted to remind Jasmine not to stare at them, as they would probably be hated after being discovered by the other party.

"That person has been here for a long time. He was standing here when we went to the restaurant, but he was still there after eating. His position has not changed until now. Could it be a homeless man? ?He looks kind of pathetic."

Jasmine watched the other party intently, and discussed with Johnny in a low voice.

"What? I didn't notice, you are so careful to observe." Johnny scratched his head, "Probably homeless, the most indispensable thing in Chicago is homeless, we'd better stay away from him."

"I want to give him the food I packed from the restaurant? I'll make you steamed fish tomorrow." Jasmine said suddenly.

"what?"

How could she suddenly have such an idea?

Jonny was taken aback for a moment. He quickly guessed what Jasmine was thinking, so he patiently persuaded her to change her mind.

"Are you sympathizing with that homeless man? It's not really necessary. If those Indians can't live outside, they will go back to their own group. Actually, I don't think big cities are suitable for them...not that they are good for them What an opinion, it's just that no one will hire them, and staying here won't change anything, only survival will become a problem."

"Yes, I know, Chicago is a city that does not welcome anyone except white people, and of course the poor."

Jasmine bent her lips. She didn't look angry, "It's just that seeing that old man makes me think of myself. I'm also a minority, and I only hope that when I'm in trouble, I can also have some kindness." A kind person gave me a little encouragement and kindness, which would give me the courage to continue to live optimistically. So I want to share this food with that person, can you Johnny?"

"...Of course, you have the right to do what you want, as long as you are happy."

Johnny muttered, he realized that he still didn't understand Jasmine, and at the same time he couldn't help but doubt the purpose of Jasmine's decision to continue dating him - did she really like him instead of sympathy or something?He felt more and more that it was more likely to be sympathy. After all, who would a normal person want to associate with a disabled person?It was actually less than a week from the time they dated to when the accident happened while watching a movie, right?No matter how you think about it, it's impossible to have such deep feelings that you must have him!

Johnny couldn't help but start thinking wildly again, telling himself in his heart that no matter when Jasmine could not stand him anymore and wanted to break up with him, he would agree unconditionally.He stared nervously at Jasmine who handed over the packaged food to the Indian. The other party seemed to be equally surprised, and glanced at him from time to time, and then the two of them chatted. Not long after, he saw Jasmine happily He waved goodbye to the other party and returned to his side.

"What did you talk about?" Johnny asked pretending to be casual, trying not to seem so concerned.

"Johnny, the buddy told me that he is a high priest of the Indian Patch tribe with a strange name called "HAO". He seems to have no money at all and appreciates my kindness."

"Is that so? As long as he knows how to thank you." Jonny flattened his mouth, "I thought you would be humiliated at first, because the aborigines actually have high self-esteem, and they would rather die than accept gifts and mercy."

"There is no such thing. What they hate is you white people, and it has nothing to do with us Asians."

Jasmine said slowly to Johnny, "As a thank you and in return, the Indian priest also told my fortune. I told him that I was worried about myself and my boyfriend, so he told me about your future wife Case."

"What? Can I still marry a wife?"

Johnny was quite surprised at once, but he quickly realized his gaffe. He looked a little disdainful, and reminded Jasmine, "Don't trust those fortune-tellers, they are actually liars. After I became famous, some people said that I I can make great achievements, let the world remember me forever, and you can see that I have become what I am now. I don't even believe that I can marry a wife, but he can say it."

"That person said that your future wife is an Asian." Jasmine looked at him sideways and smiled.

"What? Asian, isn't that..."

So Johnny coughed dryly, "It's not unbelievable to tell fortunes. As the high priest, that person may really have some skills."

"Yeah, I'm willing to believe it too."

Jasmine curled her hair with her fingers, and said with a half-smile, "But the fortune-teller priest said that the Asian who will become your wife is said to be not me."

"........."

...Wait, is this different from what you said? !

Johnny suddenly fell silent for a while, thinking with deep grief and indignation, is this actually a trap? !