She suddenly became alert and immediately counter-questioned, "How do you know where I live?"
"You forgot to turn off your location when you were using your phone earlier."
She thought to herself, Did I? How could I not remember? But she became even more wary. Fraudsters are rampant these days. As a single woman, could I have been targeted? And before, that guy repeatedly sent packages to tease me—could he have ulterior motives? Otherwise, why would he investigate me so thoroughly? Thinking this, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. It's as if I'm suddenly exposed in broad daylight, my every move completely devoid of privacy, especially since I'd confided so much in him before.
"Miss, I came to get the scarf..."
"Absolutely not."
He was silent for a good while, then asked, "Why?"
She was quite blunt. "Why are you so strange? If I say I won't give it, I won't. We're not friends or relatives, so why are you being so pushy?"
