"A sense of unfamiliarity and alienation?"
Lu Heng looked curious.
"Yes!"
Sister Matcha nodded lightly, a troubled expression on her face.
She continued, "Although we have a great ti chatting on WeChat, for so reason, every ti I try to et him at school, he always acts very strangely."
"He’s still enthusiastic and gentle, but there’s this indescribable sense of unfamiliarity."
"It’s like when we first t; his enthusiasm and gentleness feel like nothing more than politeness."
"Yet whenever we chat on WeChat again, the feeling between us turns intimate once more."
"This strange contrast makes think I might have added the wrong person."
"But after repeatedly confirming, I can prove this is indeed his WeChat ID."
"I really don’t understand why he shows two different attitudes; it leaves very confused and distressed."
"So, I want to ask you, Taoist, to help see if there’s a future between and him?"
Upon hearing Sister Matcha’s story, the online followers who had been calling her their ’wife’ imdiately exploded with comnts.
"Wuwuwu... my wife has soone she likes, and it’s not !"
"When I was in college, I was too busy playing gas with my roommates and forgot to flirt with juniors."
" too, why didn’t I et such an adorable junior in college?"
"Wife, you actually betrayed and liked soone else!"
"If he’s different online and offline, then he’s probably a player like Zheng Ming."
"I’d guess this young lady has been put in a backup position. As long as the main girl hasn’t broken up, the backup thinks she can take the lead."
"Young girl, you are too naive! Keeping you at arm’s length, that’s how he keeps you hooked!"
"Begging for bro’s guide on how to win a girl!"
"Sa! I’m willing to pay for lessons!"
"I’ll... I’ll kneel to listen!"
"To be blunt, that guy’s definitely no good! But as long as you’re willing to co back, Matcha, I’ll still wait for you!"
"You disgusting old perverts, every ti you et a pretty girl, you act more and more affectionate, and then you turn around and call another girl your wife."
"Is this the legendary online promiscuity?"
"Once again, I must clarify, I’m not old, so don’t call an old pervert, thank you!"
"Alright, young pervert!"
"Sister Matcha is really great, no wonder she’s the 114,514th girl to make my heart flutter."
"Such a nasty number, I suggest you stay away from my girlfriend!"
"Young lady, turn back from the wrong path! That senior definitely has ill intentions!"
Watching the comnts scrolling across the screen, Sister Matcha’s furrowed brows grew closer and closer.
"The one embroiled in the situation always seems baffled, while the bystanders can see clearly!"
With the followers’ reminders, she really started feeling that senior was like a player, always keeping her on the hook with this cat-and-mouse ga.
"Could it be that senior... sigh!"
Sister Matcha felt more and more troubled.
At the sa ti, Lu Heng glanced at the comnts.
He sowhat agreed with the followers’ opinions.
The senior Sister Matcha described indeed seed a bit off.
Clearly flirty online, yet deliberately distant in reality.
Anyone saying such a person isn’t suspicious, who would believe that?
Of course, these are just appearances.
The true situation requires further investigation!
"Please wait a mont, young friend."
"I will now calculate your future match!"
With that, Lu Heng called out his Celestial Secret System.
"System!"
"Query this person’s future information!"
[System Prompt: Querying future information will require consuming three days of the host’s life essence. Continue?]
"Yes!"
Upon his confirmation, scenes of Sister Matcha’s future experiences unfolded before his eyes.
Yet after watching, Lu Heng was speechless for a long ti.
Damn it!
This is truly like a toad seeking a frog—a case of ugly playing cunningly!
Girl, your future...
Is indeed as bitter as your nickna!
"Ahem!"
Lu Heng habitually cleared his throat lightly.
After organizing his thoughts slightly, he asked, "Young friend, may I ask you so questions first?"
"Of course!"
"Go ahead, Taoist, please ask!"
Sister Matcha agreed imdiately without any hesitation.
"Very well then."
Lu Heng also appreciated this simple and straightforward girl.
So no matter what, he wouldn’t let her fall into that dreadful fate originally awaiting her.
Then, he smiled and asked, "Young friend, may I inquire..."
"Did you add that senior’s WeChat after eting him in person?"
Hearing this question, Sister Matcha was first taken aback, then shook her head and said, "No!"
"Honestly, I was too shy at the ti to directly ask for his WeChat."
"So, I asked a high school friend of mine to find it out for ."
"The senior really likes playing soccer, and my high school friend happens to share the sa hobby."
"After playing a few gas together, they seed to have beco friends and often played soccer together."
"When I asked my high school friend for the senior’s contact, he sent his WeChat ID without hesitation..."
Lu Heng nodded lightly after listening.
He then asked, "So, young friend, the WeChat ID you obtained wasn’t directly from that senior, right?"
"Yes, that’s correct, Taoist!"
Sister Matcha nodded obediently.
With her pure expression, she hadn’t noticed anything amiss yet.
"What a naive girl!"
Watching the sowhat confused girl, Lu Heng couldn’t help but shake his head inwardly.
He decided not to beat around the bush any longer and got straight to the point, "Young friend, you ntioned before..."
"When on WeChat, you and that senior can chat happily and compatibly, and he appeared even more enthusiastic and caring."
"But in reality, the enthusiasm he displayed was more like politeness, which makes you feel a sense of alienation..."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Sister Matcha nodded continually while listening.
Her face was full of curiosity.
She seed eager to get so answers from Lu Heng.
Lu Heng asked slowly, "Have you ever considered that the WeChat ID you added isn’t the senior you like?"
"Well..."
Upon hearing this, Sister Matcha furrowed her delicate brows.
She said, puzzled, "Taoist, I confird it before!"
"That WeChat ID is the senior’s!"
Lu Heng asked again, "Who did you confirm it with?"
"Was it the senior you like?"
"No... it wasn’t..."
Sister Matcha hesitated for a mont, then shook her head.
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