I continued to check Twitter, and a post caught my eye.
[I'm just a passerby. Whose concert do you think Mr. Lance will go to, Windsor or Katherine? If you guess correctly, I'll give you a bag of snacks.]
There were many comments below, and someone even created a poll specifically for it.
I chuckled. I already knew the answer.
But I wanted to take another gamble.
So, I quickly called Xena back.
"The time remains the same, still three days later."
Xena hesitated.
"Do we still give Mr. Lance the concert ticket this time?"
"I'll give it to him."
6.
I walked into Clement's office with my lunch box and concert ticket.
The receptionist knew me but stopped me this time.
I looked at her expression and realized that Windsor was probably with Clement now.
I took off my sunglasses and smiled, "When Mr. Lance is free, please help me pass the lunch and this ticket to him."
But when I came out of the underground parking lot, I saw Clement and Windsor.
Windsor clung to his arm, giggling sweetly, holding my lunch box.
She clutched the ticket in her hand as well.
Its wrinkled appearance seemed like my damp first half of life.
I thought, "It's really unfair. But I'm almost dying. What do I have to be afraid of?