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"Gary, what do you think they're talking about?" Celeste knew that Ernest and Maria had gone to the rooftop, but they still hadn't come downstairs.
As of then, Gary was in her room with her. He wasn't worried at all. As he laid on her bed, his scorching gaze fell on her.
"I don't know," Gary commented nonchalantly. His voice was low, and it sounded like he really didn't know anything.
Celeste naturally did not believe him, "You're so smart. Don't you know what they're talking about?"
"They're in similar situations. Naturally, they will have a common topic to chat about," Gary's eyes and brows were relaxed.
"Experienced similar situations?" Celeste didn't quite understand. She looked at Gary and asked, "How could they experience similar situations?"
Gary looked at Celeste coldly. This girl was no longer as sharp as she used to be. He sighed, "They're single. Of course they must've experienced something similar."