Joyce urged me to ask my boyfriend from photos, who had been in an online relationship with me for three years. However, he refused several times. Then I joked, "Are you a bald middle-aged man?"

　　The next second, my phone rang crazily. He sent photos of his well-defined abdominal muscles and strong chest from all directions.

　　And he asked, "Are you happy now?"

　　I couldn't help smiling and typed, "They look unreal. I guess I gotta feel it myself."

　　Although I said so, I praised him in my heart, "Great, you have a good figure!" At the same time, I wanted to meet him in real life as soon as possible. For this plan, I asked Joyce to go to the largest arcade in Alaska with me.

　　Due to this decision, I met an unexpected person.

　　The boy stood in front of the shooting machine in front of me, with a black fashionable bag on his back. There was a cute yellow doll hung on it. The doll was obviously handmade. The buttons of its eyes were crooked. And the bow tie, one side was small, and the other side was big. The most ridiculous thing was that there was only one shoe embroidered on the doll's feet.

　　When I looked at it, I recognized it was the one I had made for my boyfriend.

　　I didn't expect us to meet so quickly. What was even more unexpected was that the boy in front of me was around 5.6 foot, but weighed more than 280 kg. I could even see that from his side face.

　　I was so shocked about that.

　　Who would get me? I ran into my cyber love, but he tricked me with fake photos!

　　Trembling, I took out my phone and made a voice call to him. In the next second, the sound of WhatsApp voice call came from his pocket. When I saw him take out his phone, my heart beat fast, and I hung up the call.

　　Damn it! I was sure that this big fat boy was my online boyfriend!

　　I ran out of the scene in a daze and found Joyce, in front of the claw machine. After listening to my experience, she was furious, "You must be kidding! He was a catfish? How dare he!"

　　Then, she glanced at me and asked, "Have you sent him your photo?"

　　I shook my head, "He said he didn't want it. No matter what I look like, he likes me."

　　Joyce sneered and said, "It seems that he really wants to meet you in the future."

　　Then she asked, "What are you going to do next? Break u with him?"

　　Joyce's question came straight to the point. I wasn't sure if I should break up with him.

　　I had known him for three years. He was a cheerful and optimistic person on the Internet. He had a high EQ and was different from those men, who was dumb and boring. I really liked him, but I really felt disappointed by his deception.

　　Joyce glanced at me and asked, "It seems that you haven't thought it through yet. What's your ideal type? You've never told me about it before."

　　I said, "I really like his personality. But I'm a face-judger. I like tall and handsome guys. It's even better if he has a great figure. And I want him to be athletic and a straight-A student. Oh, I'm gonna be thrilled, if he knows how to ride a motorcycle."

　　Joyce looked at me suspiciously. "Who doesn't like this kind of man? But why do I feel you're talking about Howard? You know, the hottest guy of our school. Do you have a crush on him?"

　　I looked away. Before I met my boyfriend, I had indeed liked Howard.

　　Just as I was about to change the topic, Joyce suddenly grabbed my hand. She gasped and said in a hoarse voice, "Look over there! Is it Howard?"

　　I followed her gaze and was stunned. The guy not far away was really Howard!

　　Obviously, he had also heard Joyce's voice. He happened to turn his head and look in our direction. After a while, he went straight to us.

　　Howard said, "Can I borrow your phone?"

　　He explained, "I got separated from my friend. My phone and bag are with him."

　　Joyce stared at Howard's handsome face for a long time. Seeing that the atmosphere was awkward, I quickly unlocked the phone and handed it to him. "Here you are."

　　Unexpectedly, as soon as he took it, he was stunned.

　　I thought to myself, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the phone?"

　　I popped my head out, and then my face had instantly turned red, after I saw what was on the screen. It showed the messages of me and my boyfriend, saying good night to each other affectionately. I closed that in a hurry. Howard chuckled and said in a low and pleasant voice, "You're quite cute.

　　I mean you."

　　Seeing him talking on the phone, Joyce came to her senses and said, "I can guarantee that he must have a good impression of you! He praised you for being cute!"

　　I said, "It's obvious that he's just being polite, and I already have a boyfriend."

　　"He deceived you with fake photos! He must have lied to you about something else!" Joyce said angrily.

　　"Have you ever thought about breaking up with him?"

　　"I did want to break up with him at that moment..." Before I could finish my words, I found that Howard had come back.

　　He seemed to have been standing aside for a long time. He must have heard the conversation between me and Joyce just now.

　　At this moment, his eyes were focused and deep as he stared at me. There seemed to be rage burning in them. For a moment, I felt that I could see the possessiveness and stubbornness in his eyes. I was slightly absent-minded and couldn't help but say, "Howard?"

　　Howard looked away and looked at the claw machine in front of me. "Do you want this?"

　　"Are you good at it?" I asked with excitement.

　　"Not really." He inserted a coin into it, "But I can learn."

　　He was very so close to me that I could smell a woodiness fragrance from him. The scent of sandalwood mixed with the fragrance of vanilla, gave me a sense of calm and elegance. I liked the perfume best. For this reason, I specially sent a bottle to my boyfriend.

　　It just so happened that he was wearing the same perfume today.

　　Under Howard's sword-shaped eyebrows, his black eyes were narrow and long, which were rarely seen. His nose bridge was tall and straight, and his lips were slightly pursed. His expression was very serious, and he looked very handsome. Surrounded by the familiar fragrance, my heart beat faster.

　　At first, he was not very good at it, but since the sixth claw, he could catch the dolls every time!

　　He stuffed the corgi doll into my hand and said proudly, "It's very simple. Just a little time to find the tip."

　　After a while, my arms were full of all kinds of cute dolls. Seeing that he was going to continue, I hurriedly said, "Enough, enough!"

　　He was a little disappointed, "So quickly?"

　　I nodded. Then he asked me, "So we're friends now?"

　　I didn't know why he suddenly asked this question and looked at him with some doubts. Howard smiled and said, "I just overheard you talked breaking up with your boyfriend. What happened?"

　　I was confused. I didn't expect Howard to be so gossipy. After hesitating for a while, I said, "I don't want to break up with him."

　　The corners of Howard's mouth curled up slightly, "Oh, I see. You're so sweet and beautiful. Your boyfriend must be very good to you, and you must have a good relationship with him."

　　I was silent for a moment, "Maybe not."

　　Howard frowned. When I thought of the boy I saw today, I felt a little sad. I wanted to leave, but Joyce grabbed my hand and said, "Since you and Howard are friends now, ask for his WhatsApp."

　　Howard's gaze fell on my face. After a while, he said, "Okay."

　　His profile picture was a smiling face, and its eyes, one was big, and the other was small, making it look ugly but cute. I glanced at him quickly and didn't take it to heart. After all, Howard and I met by chance. I might not see him again.

　　That night, I sent a message to my boyfriend.

　　I decided that if he was willing to tell me the truth, I would forgive him. If he continued to lie to me, I would definitely teach him a lesson!

　　I: [Hi there. I'd like to see how fit you are recently.]

　　He replied in a few photos, [Honey, what do you think?]

　　I clicked to see his muscles, broad shoulders and lean waist. The second photo was even sexier. In the photo, he was holding the dumbbell. The abs could be seen clearly, and even the sweat on his body made him look so hot. There was a familiar red mole on the other his waist.

　　Yes, it was this small red mole. I had never suspected that he had used fake photos to deceive me. At this point, it seemed that he was a catfish indeed. I guessed that he had stolen the photos from someone.

　　I: [You look good.]

　　I: [Somehow, I've read so many stories about catfish online recently. You haven't sent fake photos to me, right?]

　　Little Stone was my boyfriend's nickname online. I had once joked that my heart for him would never change. He was very happy to hear my sweet talk.

　　Little Stone: [ Never. That's my own body. I swear to God.]

　　Humph, if I hadn't seen him with my own eyes, I would have believed it!

　　[Really? Then how about we meeting in real life?]

　　He was typing. After a while, he still did not reply.

　　I: [What's wrong?]

　　Little Stone: [But my muscles haven't been in the best. I want you to see the best me.]

　　I typed expressionlessly, [All right, I hope to meet you soon.]

　　Little Stone: [ Okay.]

　　I looked up at Joyce, and she seemed to have known it long ago, "I knew it. The scumbag will never meet you face to face!

　　But don't worry, I've already found out who he is."

　　The information was sent to me quickly. I clicked on it and was stunned to find that my boyfriend was also a student of University of Alaska. Joyce said, "What a coincidence. he is from the finance department. I've heard from his acquaintances that he and his roommates go to eat barbecue every Saturday after playing basketball."

　　I couldn't believe it. "His figure... It really doesn't seem like he has the habit of playing basketball."

　　Joyce shrugged her shoulders in confusion. My gaze fell on the message that he was still training his muscles. I sneered and said, "Okay, then let's go and see if we can meet him this Saturday!"

　　On Saturday, I took Joyce to the barbecue restaurant, thinking we could also have a big meal after kicking his ass.

　　It sounded nice. Unfortunately, it would take us three hours to wait for a table.

　　Damn! Just as I was dumbfounded, I suddenly heard a familiar voice.

　　"Olivia?"