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Steven Wilson looked at me, and no matter what he said, I remained unmoved. He stepped aside dejectedly and watched me dress up and go out. Trace prepared everything very carefully, all the food was of my favorite flavors, and even the band playing the songs I liked.

I was so immersed in the joy of starting my academic career that I almost forgot about Steven Wilson's visit. After the meal, Trace packed a dessert for me. He handed me the beautifully packaged box: "I just noticed that you like this very much." "I live very close to here. If you like it, I'll come to see you next time and bring you some." "They change the dessert every week."

I nodded and thanked him, but didn't expose his lie. After being here for a while, I also know that he doesn't live close to here. And if I want to eat it, I can buy it myself. I looked at the dessert box and remembered the melted cake. Why wait for others' charity? Everything can be controlled in my own hands.