Joyce's question came straight to the point. I wasn't sure if I should break up with him.

I had known him for three years. He was a cheerful and optimistic person on the Internet. He had a high EQ and was different from those men, who was dumb and boring. I really liked him, but I really felt disappointed by his deception.

Joyce glanced at me and asked, "It seems that you haven't thought it through yet. What's your ideal type? You've never told me about it before."

I said, "I really like his personality. But I'm a face-judger. I like tall and handsome guys. It's even better if he has a great figure. And I want him to be athletic and a straight-A student. Oh, I'm gonna be thrilled, if he knows how to ride a motorcycle."

Joyce looked at me suspiciously. "Who doesn't like this kind of man? But why do I feel you're talking about Howard? You know, the hottest guy of our school. Do you have a crush on him?"

I looked away. Before I met my boyfriend, I had indeed liked Howard.

Just as I was about to change the topic, Joyce suddenly grabbed my hand. She gasped and said in a hoarse voice, "Look over there! Is it Howard?"

I followed her gaze and was stunned. The guy not far away was really Howard!

Obviously, he had also heard Joyce's voice. He happened to turn his head and look in our direction. After a while, he went straight to us.

Howard said, "Can I borrow your phone?"

He explained, "I got separated from my friend. My phone and bag are with him."

Joyce stared at Howard's handsome face for a long time. Seeing that the atmosphere was awkward, I quickly unlocked the phone and handed it to him. "Here you are."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took it, he was stunned.

I thought to myself, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the phone?"

I popped my head out, and then my face had instantly turned red, after I saw what was on the screen. It showed the messages of me and my boyfriend, saying good night to each other affectionately. I closed that in a hurry. Howard chuckled and said in a low and pleasant voice, "You're quite cute.

I mean you."

Seeing him talking on the phone, Joyce came to her senses and said, "I can guarantee that he must have a good impression of you! He praised you for being cute!"

I said, "It's obvious that he's just being polite, and I already have a boyfriend."

"He deceived you with fake photos! He must have lied to you about something else!" Joyce said angrily.