"Oh. Did he approach you first, or did you start the conversation with him?" Sebastian asked. "He thought I was in a bad mood, so he came over to ask me what was wrong," Rosalie said.

"Were you in a bad mood?" Sebastian asked, concerned.

"No, I was just quiet. I wasn't in a bad mood."

"I see," Sebastian said thoughtfully. He sensed that Rosalie was hiding something from him. "That Yerick seemed quite enthusiastic about you."

Rosalie blinked in confusion and turned to look at Sebastian's side profile, sensing a hint of jealousy in his tone.

Chuckling, she said, "He's only eighteen."

"Eighteen..." Sebastian relaxed a bit at the mention of Yerick's age. However, he suddenly remembered that Rosalie was only twenty-one, just three years older than Yerick.

"Eighteen-year-olds are popular nowadays. Many girls like them," Sebastian said interrogatively.

He's like a younger brother. His voice is so soft and cute that it cheers me up when he

so?" Sebastian pursed his lips in displeasure, though he tried to stay calm. "Is he really that good? Some boys can be quite deceptive. They act sweet

"A genius, huh."

to flash with a sense of danger. An eighteen-year-old genius who was good-looking and sweet, and

rose to its peak. He

with such

do you insist he might be deceiving me? You've only met him for less than a minute. Jumping

you to be careful.

kind and think everyone is a good person, but there are bad guys out there They won't hesitate to take advantage of you. They especially like the nicest ones. I distike people who have a

ovel

smiled, as if

I think very few people can match your gentleness and patience. Compared to young boys, a caring man like you is much more

lips twitched slightly-as if he wanted to smile, but had to suppress

Do you think I'm

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