"Buddy, after my relentless persuasion, someone finally agreed! We got the price down to eighty thousand, how about it?"
The person on the other end of the line happily reported the situation to him.
Jesse Johnson's face lit up with joy, eager to agree, but just as he was about to speak, Nora Scott's voice echoed like a spell in his ear—
"Its meaning is something both the giver and the receiver endow it with."
"From the beginning, its value and meaning have nothing to do with you."
"If you force it away, what's the point?"
...
"Hello?"
"Buddy, are you still there?"
The voice snapped Jesse Johnson back to reality.
Collecting himself, Jesse frowned, put his hands in his pockets, and quietly said, "Forget it."
"What did you say?" The person on the other end was surprised and didn't catch on.
Grinding his teeth, Jesse Johnson said slowly and deliberately, "I said, I don't want it."
Unless it's something especially for him, he won't take it!
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