Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Nightmare Assault
Horror Game Designer
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Conquering OtherWorld Starts With a Game
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 356: The Most Special Me
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 277: Enough
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1232- Both of us know
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 970: Shameless
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1231- Familiar person
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 343 - Kill Or Be Killed
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 39.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 644: That Sword Is Merely 90% Complete
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3844: Assassination
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 276: Bride
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 355: The Most Normal Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1230- Everyone's world
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 969: White Bone Divine Lord
The Defeated Saintess Is On A Journey To Tame The Evil God
Book 01 Chapter 07.13 - Red Epiphyllum
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Chapter 342 - The Foundational Battle Over 600 Years Ago
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 38.2
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1229- Cloud Peak defense system
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 643.2: The Temple Master Isn't Invincible, the Great Sword Immortal Has Already Entered the City - Part 2
I never would have thought that people would drive the conversation toward talking about men in such a post.
Quite a few people commented, “The back of that police officer in the background of that photo is so attractive…”
“That is so true. His legs are long, and his waist is slim. Even the back of his head is attractive.”
I looked at the straightened back of the police officer in the blurry photo and thought to myself, He’s not even attractive. I almost got together with a more handsome one, and the only reason I didn’t was that I didn’t want to accept him.
It was a long story. The only time I went on a blind date was with a guy that worked as a police officer.
This happened the month before the last, before the trip. My classmate’s mother introduced that guy to me. He was handsome, and he even had a dimple when he smiled. But after meeting him a few times, I realized there was a difference between reality and ideals.
This cop was unsophisticated and brutally honest. The things he talked about were dull and bland, and he knew absolutely nothing about literature, writings, traveling, or the internet. Most of the time, we sat in silence. I felt extremely awkward, yet he was able to smile bashfully, thinking he did well. Where was his dominance? Confidence? Licentious behavior? The cigarette held between those rough fingers? Absolutely nowhere to be found. He told me that he did not smoke because it was bad for his health.
The straw that broke the camel's back was an SMS he later sent me. He probably did it to get close to me. It was a joke he found online; he even added, “Miss Tan, I saw this joke in the morning. It’s pretty funny; all my colleagues laughed their heads off. I’m sharing it with you.”
When I looked at the unbearably lousy joke with absolutely no punch line, which I had seen three years ago, I felt pushed to the end of my patience. There was no way we could stay together happily if our sense of humor was so drastically different. As such, I immediately called the matchmaker and tactfully told her that
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