"I was just kidding, but you really said it. To tell you the truth, I just want to die with fewer regrets. After all, no man has ever said they liked me. I remember breaking someone's leg when he claimed he wanted to court me. Not long after that, I became famous in town. No man dares to come to me and say that they like me anymore." Irene smiled weakly.
"Why did you break his leg?" Jacob asked in surprise.
"Because I have an ingenious heart. I can read his mind. I know he's lying to me," Irene said.
"Then you should also know that I was just being perfunctory," Jacob said with a wry smile.
"It's not the same... Even if you are perfunctory to me... I am also happy." After saying that, Irene fell asleep again.