What Kind Of Identity Are You Using?

Elizabeth followed Zena to a small pavilion not far away. There were very few people coming and going here, especially at class time, so only two of them were there. "Congratulations." Seeing that Elizabeth did not speak, Zena spoke first, but her words were full of jealousy and ridicule. Elizabeth was silent for a moment, and then said blandly, "Thank you." Hearing this, Zena's face turned a little embarrassed in an instant. She snorted coldly, "Now... are you happy in heart? Do you feel proud because Jimmy has admitted your relationship in front of so many people?" Elizabeth glanced at Zena with displeasure, but there was no pride and joy on her face. She just said expressionlessly, "I thought the reason why you wanted to talk to me was that you had something particularly important to say. It seems that I was wrong. Miss Meng, I'm busy, too. I don't have time to stand here and listen to your meaningless nonsense. Goodbye!" She had come here with Zena because she was uncertain in hear