A twinge went through Qiao Yin's heart as she listened. She wrapped her arm around her younger brother's waist and leaned her head against his back. "Why won't you listen? Why are you working part-time? Your first year is essential, the curriculum is substantial too. Don't lose sight of what's truly important."
"I attend classes normally during the day and only work at night. As I'm under 18, most places won't hire me. This new mall needed people and the pay is not bad."
As he said this, he pulled out some money from his pocket and passed it back, "Here, you spend it!"
Looking at his dirty hands, and the money stained with his sweat, Qiao Yin's tears started to fall again.
Never before had she resented herself as much as she did now, hated herself for being unable to earn money, causing her underage brother to bear the pressures of life.
He was just sixteen. Who knows how many times he encountered setbacks before securing this job.
"I don't want this."
