Fall in Love with the Fake Us

I awkwardly looked at everyone, asking him to stop his sweet talk.

As we walked out of the restaurant, it started snowing.

I suggested taking a walk. He didn't refuse, just helped me tidy my scarf, and then put my hand in the pocket of his coat.

I hid my impatience and looked at Jasper's profile under the street lamp. He was no longer the young boy in my heart.

When Jasper saw me looking at him with red eyes, he held my face and spoke with some tenderness, "Are you thinking about the past again? You're too sentimental. If I knew you couldn't let it go, I would have held back my feelings and not seen you again, and you wouldn't feel sad every time it snowed."

After he finished speaking, he kissed my forehead. "You stay here and wait for me."

A few minutes later, Jasper came back and handed me a cup of cocoa, saying, "Take it to warm your hands. Let me make some clam chowder for you when we get back. Your hands and feet are always cold in winter."

Seeing that I was staring at the cocoa without saying a word, he took out several branches of roses from behind, asking me, "Are you happy to receive the first bouquet in the first snow?"

I nodded and tears fell instantly.

He thought I was moved to tears, but only I knew that it might have been true a year ago, but not now.

Because it was so cold, we ended up driving.

As soon as I sat in the passenger seat, I noticed that the angle of the seat had been changed. If it were before, I would definitely ask him if he had picked up someone else. Now I just silently adjusted the seat and took out a pair of stockings from below.

Just as I raised the stockings high, Jasper became a little nervous.

I let him off the hook deliberately. "Are they your mother's?"

He paused for a few seconds, then forced a visibly awkward smile. "Yes, I went to my mom's house yesterday. When I was about to leave, she asked me to take her to Mrs. White's house. She found out that her socks were torn in the car and dragged me to buy a new pair with her. I thought she had already thrown them away."

I sneered because I knew his mother had rheumatism and wouldn't wear stockings on such a cold day.

I nodded calmly and threw the stockings out of the car window, saying, "Broken things are not worth cherishing. Just drive."

Jasper was somewhat surprised by my words. Seeing that I was calm, he helped me fasten my seatbelt and started the car.

When we got home, Jasper didn't have any idle time. He boiled clam chowder while preparing a petal bubble bath for me. "The petal bubble bath will help you get rid of your cold and bad mood. Have a try. If you like, I'll make it for you every day.

At first, I planned to enjoy his fake love with peace of mind, but there was a woman who didn't allow it.

His phone rang and I glanced at the caller. It was Shirley Collins, Jasper's female bestie. Jasper answered the call and put it on speakerphone directly. After all, I had countless arguments with him a year ago because of Shirley.

In the phone call, Shirley had a somewhat drunken voice. "Jasper, can you come and accompany me? I feel bad."

Jasper glanced at me and noticed that my gaze had been on his phone the whole time. He pretended to speak seriously. "Shirley, I'm helping Wendy in the bath. Don't drink too much."

Shirley was still crying and speaking incoherently. "No, come now, please. I really don't feel well at all. Have you abandoned me too? You have said we were lifelong friends. Why don't you show up when I need you?"