Justin and Anne, Telling the Truth

It was raining heavily. Justin stuffed Anne into the car and drove back to his house. When he took out the key and opened the door, he kicked the tie Anne had thrown away. "What's this?" He bent down and picked up the bag. It looked very familiar. He knew this brand. "Ah..." Anne grabbed it embarrassedly. "No, nothing... It's dirty. Throw it away!" Seeing her so nervous, Justin remembered her carrying this bag when he met her at the mall in the afternoon. She said she didn't buy it for her elder brother. It turned out that it was for him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help smiling. "Is it for me?" He stretched out his hand to reach it behind Anne. "Don't look!" Anne kept shaking her head. "It's dirty. Next time I'll buy you a new one." "Let me have a look." Justin refused to comply. "Since it's for me, I should have a look... Won't you buy me a gift again?" Anne shook her head. "Yes, I will." "Then give it to me." Justin smiled and grabbed the bag. He took it out and looked at it. Alth