I asked Nicole, "Don't you believe me?"

"I don't want to believe a single word of it."

I didn't say anything, but just pulled out another cigarette from my pocket, lit it, and imagined the scenes I had just described in my mind... I didn't feel like a hero, but more like a scoundrel who took advantage of someone's vulnerability, because a heart won by such despicable tricks is not something to be taken lightly.

Just then, Nicole handed me a glass of beer and said to me in a serious tone, "Mi Gao, this is a magical beer. If you drink it, you'll look five years younger. Believe it or not?"

"Don't joke around... If I could really be five years younger, I would buy lottery tickets. I've kept the winning numbers for every draw on my phone for the past few years."

"Can't you have some ambition?"

As Nicole spoke, she handed me the glass of wine that supposedly made you five years younger... She insisted that I drink it, but I thought this kind of entertainment was too boring. However, I've never been one to resist women, so I eventually tilted my head back and drank the "miracle wine."

I couldn't possibly be five years younger; Nicole just wanted to use this to get rid of the inner demons within me... Yes, through our conversations, I learned what kind of man she admired, so she also wanted to transform me into someone more carefree.

I wanted to be a little more carefree, so I joked with Nicole, who was waiting for the results, saying, "I really feel five years younger... I can't help but want to find a girl to mess around with."

"Go ahead, find the one you like..."

"Should we just pretend we're stopping by to see her?"

"Doing this is really cowardly... but if you really can't get over it in your heart, then this is the only way."

I smiled, then called the waiter and ordered some snacks like sunflower seeds. Nicole didn't seem to be leaving, but can one sad person really comfort another? Or is it that what we need isn't comfort, but simply someone to talk to?

Nicole then said to me, "If you like her, just go for it... When it comes to relationships, do you really want the woman to make the first move?... If she really minds the difference in your wealth, she'll refuse. If she doesn't mind, but you're overthinking it, then you're just making a fool of yourself..."

"Never mind... I don't want to think about it too much. I'll go see her first."

At this point, I smiled and added, "I gave a hundred reasons not to see her, but deep down I still wanted to go."

Nicole glanced at me but didn't say anything more. I took out my phone and booked a flight from Dali to Shanghai for tomorrow noon.