Chapter 4Comments That Changed My Life

Only after watching Ashley leave did I continue to open Messenger. On the white chat background,

the man's skin was pale, his features delicate, and his attractive almond-shaped eyes had a faint redness at the corners.

This was the only photo Lisa had ever actively sent me.

This picture was also my phone's wallpaper.

So, I was very sure,

that the 'love at first sight' the comments spoke of between Ashley and Lisa was a lie.

Because she had already seen Lisa.

Today's charade was merely a performance for me.

To shift all the blame onto me, and then brazenly start a new relationship with my online boyfriend.

But I didn't want to let her have her way.

"Sweetheart, remember to pick me up tomorrow."

Lisa sent another voice message, making my heart flutter.

My face turned red involuntarily, and I stammered,

"I... I know."

Afterward, we both opened the game.

About five matches later,

the sunset outside the window disappeared, giving way to hints of black.

My roommate, Ashley, finally pushed open the door with an explosive temper, her exquisite hairstyle disheveled and quite a mess.

She was like a madwoman,

"Summer Brooks! How dare you trick me?!"

"I waited all afternoon, there was no online boyfriend of yours!"

Saying this, she extended her newly manicured hand, poised to grab me.

I retreated in fear, quickly squeezing out a few tears from my eyes,

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like this."

"Lisa's flight was delayed, I just found out too. See, I called you."

I forcefully placed my phone in front of her.

It accidentally brushed against Ashley's expensive earring, and she irritably pushed it away,

"Alright, alright, so when is he actually arriving?!"

I thought for a moment and replied,

"Tomorrow."

"Lisa said tomorrow noon."

"Fine." Ashley went back to her bed, about to rest for a bit, when something suddenly occurred to her, and she stared at me with a dark expression.

"This time, you won't stand me up again, will you?"

"No, no, never."

The comments reappeared:

"Is the supporting character an idiot? She said she'd let the female lead go for her, but didn't tell her the flight was cancelled? Is she doing this on purpose to mess with the female lead?"

"How could she? The supporting character is so dumb, only our female lead can play her, she'll get her prize tomorrow, just be patient~"

"The supporting character is truly speechless, making the female lead wait all afternoon for nothing, and delaying the male and female leads' meeting again. She can't sacrifice our female lead's happiness for her own love, can she?"

"Seriously biased, when will this annoying supporting character log off?!"

Ignoring these sour comments, I lay down listening to the love song Lisa had specially recorded for me.

And drifted off to sleep beautifully.