"So, it's like this, a long time ago..." Jasmine Yale acted as if she hadn't heard a thing.
"Jasmine Yale!"
Jasmine smiled and continued, "So, it's like this, a long time ago there was a little girl. She fell for a boy, liked him a lot, really a lot. At first, it was unrequited love, but later she gathered up the courage and confessed to him. Guess, was she successful?"
"Are you telling a story or posing a riddle? It's always like this!" Sylvan Cheney was utterly speechless.
"..." Jasmine rolled her eyes, "Well, why don't you guess?"
"Childish."
"How is that childish?"
"Isn't the answer obvious? If the boy also liked her, then she would succeed, if not, then she wouldn't."
"Oh." Jasmine felt disappointed, she lowered her head and poked at a steamed cake with her chopsticks weakly, "She didn't succeed, she was rejected."
"What's the big deal? Once unsuccessful, try twice; twice unsuccessful, try three times. What's your point?"
