Lin Yu looked at Xie Xiao and then rolled his eyes, "What bullshit are you talking about? If I don't trust you, who should I trust?"
He clicked his tongue, "Asking for a beating, huh?"
His voice slowly lowered, "Now I can only trust you. I don't even know who to talk to."
200W, for Lin Yu, wasn't just a number—it was a weight that could crush both him and his grandmother.
Xie Xiao looked at him and asked, "So what are you thinking now about this money?"
"Talk to them, and once I graduate, pay it off slowly. You know how the old lady's health has been over the years, not so good. If she continues like this, I'm afraid..." Lin Yu took a deep breath, "I can't even think about it."
He looked up at the starless night sky, "I find it quite ironic. Just me and the old lady, why us?"
Why left behind, shouldering all this debt.
Lin Yu's memory of his parents was no longer vivid, as it had been so long.
