"Matthew, I didn't think you were such a golden retriever. I always thought you were just a workaholic with no emotions. Everyone is so scared of getting close to you that they have to step back a bit when they see you." Clearly missing the point, Matthew asked in confusion, "You're calling me a golden retriever?"

Lucy chuckled. "Do you really not know what that means? I'm not going to explain it to you. Look it up yourself! Don't just work during your free time. Go out and have some fun, like us young people."

Matthew was puzzled. "Lulu, what are you talking about?"

Was Lucy calling him old?

"Matt, don't take this the wrong way, but you have the hobbies of middle-aged and elderly people even though you're only in your 20s. You have no youthful energy at all.

"How can you bury yourself in work all day? Not only is it bad for your health, but you're also so disconnected from the world, making your life so dull."

That was Lucy's first impression of Matthew. Even after they got married, Lucy always felt that Matthew was like a flower on top of a mountain. Everyone admired its beauty, but it was unattainable, so it could only be admired from a distance. Although Matthew was focused on his work, he was still aware of the rumors and gossip about himself in the company.

that could captivate people's hearts but a personality that drove people away.

heard others' opinions of himself, he found it somewhat amusing. However, he would later wonder, 'Is there really something wrong with me? How come I've

a wake-up

do

try to blend in. It will

not force him to open up his heart completely because she knew it would be difficult for

where exactly Matthew's boundaries lay, so she simply encouraged him to get in touch with the outside world, starting with the things he was

classical music,

all those classicakmusic cassette tapes you had tucked away in the study. bet you've forgotten about them.

so well, but given Lucy's fondness for rock music, would she

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