"Young Friend Shi, mind sharing your story?"
Lu Heng asked with a smile.
"Sure, Elder Daoist!"
Big Shi hesitated a bit, then nodded.
After some contemplation, he slowly started to tell the story: "The person I like is actually a therapist at a foot massage salon..."
Just one sentence in, the online friends exploded.
"Damn, brother, you actually fell for a therapist, got your brain stuck in a door?"
"We're all just playing around here, and you caught real feelings?"
"Come on, tell us how good her service really is."
"Let me tell you, brother, find a woman who's a bit normal!"
"Yeah, with women this experienced in dealing with men, they can handle us easily and happily."
"Brother, you've lost your mind, go find another place to wash your feet!"
"You're really desperate!"
"Indeed desperate, to fall for a therapist!"
"Father gambles, mother is sick, brother's studying, and she only started recently, not well-versed yet!"
