"By the way, are you going to the library after school today?"
"No." Livia shook her head, "I have a job nearby and will work part-time."
Angelica was shocked, "Livia, why do you want to work all of a sudden? If you go to work, it will affect your school performance, right?"
"Fine, I'll just spend more time studying.
You don't have enough money? You can tell me, because we are friends. I don't have time to spend all my allowance, so I can share with you, said Angelica seriously with sincerity in the Voice."
Livia smiled, "No, I don't work much, I can do it myself."
"But ......"
Angelica. Livia raised her voice a little. I say, it is not necessary. It's your allowance, not mine. Think for yourself, how can I spend your money?
"But I don't mind."
- And I don't. You come from a wealthy family, so you don't attach much importance to money. But I'm all different. We have always been poor, even when I was little. The amount you are given for pocket money for a month is equivalent to the amount I spend in a year. You offer to share your money with me. I understand that you just want to help because we are friends. But think about how I will feel about it? I don't need that kind of help so much, and I don't need to be treated like a beggar.
Hearing this, Angelica froze for a long moment before saying, "Livia, I didn't mean that, I just thought ......"
" Enough, there is no need to explain anything. Livia did not wait for an answer, and turned and left.
Angelica stood there, her hand unconsciously clutching the corner of her coat, not knowing what to say.
After school, Livia was the first to leave the classroom, after which Angelica went out. So Angelica decided to follow her to see where she worked.
However, as soon as Angelica arrived at the school exit, she immediately saw a familiar face.
"Pacino?"
Pacino's eyes did not look good, the dark blue under his eyes was heavy, there was even red blood in his eyes, and he had lost a lot of weight.
Clearly he looked radiant when we met two days ago.
What was wrong with him?
"Is school over?"
Pacino watched as Angelica approached him and tried to reach out to rub her head, her hand pulled away a little before she thought of something and then put it back, her other hand out with a bottle of yogurt on it.
"It's for you."
Angelica looked left and right and found that she only had this yogurt bottle and nothing else.
"What are you looking at? You have a bottle of yogurt, aren't you on a diet? Do you want to eat that much?"
Pacino's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had not slept all night, but his tone was still affectionate and his eyes were kind, but for some reason, Angelica had the impression that he sounded sad.
"Pacino, what's wrong with you?"
Pacino almost collapsed in mood when the girl stood in front of him, looking at him worriedly and asking: what's wrong with you?
He wanted to tell her: stop worrying about me, no matter what, brother or friend, push him back hard.
He couldn't help but come to her, but he wished she didn't care about him, so he could die forever.
It's like that when you love someone, you know it's impossible, but as soon as he is the least bit kind to you, you start to revive him, you feel ...... that there is still hope for you.
Even if there is no hope, he still wants to look at you like this, in silence.
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The readers' comments on the novel: Virginity in second marriages by Angela
Very boring...she is actually just dragging and dragging..no one is so stupid as the female in this story...