However, after years of practice, boys in woolen hats have become able to listen to the conversations around them naturally without changing their expressions.

No one would think that he has bad intentions at first glance.

certainly.

He indeed had no intention of not returning the favor.

He knew it wasn't appropriate for him to do so.

Like an eavesdropper.

But he couldn't control it.

Or... not willing to give in.

He just thought that he had persisted for so many years, and maybe if he persisted for a while, he would be able to find his answer.

If you give up now, won't all your previous efforts be in vain?

This thought kept him going.

…

Moreover, he gradually developed the ability to capture only keywords.

Irrelevant content will be automatically filtered.

He is not a paparazzi.

Not even an intelligence agent.

Don't want to know other people's secrets.

But the content of the conversations on the street should not be a secret...

…

The first reaction of the boy in the woolen hat when he saw Zhang Tong was to pretend he didn't see it.

It's not that he hates Zhang Tong.

It's just that his relationship with Zhang Tong was not as close as that with other people in the dormitory.

In addition, during the last period of last semester, Zhang Tong had a girlfriend, so he spent less time with them.

Boys with woolen hats are not the kind of people who easily get to know others.

He will feel embarrassed if he takes the initiative to say hello to someone he is not so close to.

Many times, in order to avoid this embarrassment, he would choose to "turn a blind eye."

…

This time is no exception.

He lowered his head and looked at the products in the store.

A familiar voice came faintly...

"...Give me some more time..."

"I will bring the money in tomorrow..."

"……I promise."

…

The boy in the woolen hat couldn't help but turn his face slightly.

His brows wrinkled unconsciously.

…

Zhang Tong hung up the phone.

There was a bit of anger in his movements.

"It's so annoying."

"I told you that the money will be replenished..."

"And I'm still calling one after another..."

"What kind of hospital...doesn't have any sympathy..."

"I just knew I wanted money..."

…

The boy in the woolen hat suddenly straightened his face.

Zhang Tong walked past him.

"...I told you I have money..."

"Wait for me tonight...gold..."

…

gold?

The unexpected words made the boy in the woolen hat feel a little strange.

What gold?

Zhang Tong has gold?

So, Zhang Tong plans to sell his gold to pay for hospitalization and medical expenses?

enough?

In his opinion, even if Zhang Tong has gold, it is still a small object like a chain or a ring, right?

It can’t be a gold brick, right?

...

I wonder what disease Zhang Tong’s family members suffered from?

…

Zhang Tong’s family members were not discharged from the hospital?

The boy in the woolen hat suddenly realized that they had all guessed wrong before.

By the time he reacted, the boy in the woolen hat was already following Zhang Tong.

That chapter is the same as the "squandering" during the period before the holiday...

…

The boy in the woolen hat found himself confused.

What exactly is this situation?

Zhang Tong's family members are still hospitalized.

If he understood correctly, the hospital just called to urge Zhang Tong to pay.

He didn't know if Zhang Tong had any money.

At least Zhang Tong has no money now.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t have told the hospital that the money would be transferred tomorrow.

That......

The figure in front of him startled him.

He was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice someone coming around the corner.

We are about to hit him...

...

The expected collision did not occur.

The other party avoided his body.

The boy in the woolen hat was stunned.

Then I felt relieved.

so far so good.

But after he regained his balance and looked up to see the person in front of him who was almost hit by him, his eyes widened.

He couldn't help but stop apologizing.

Hey~?!

It's him!

The person he almost bumped into turned out to be an acquaintance.
To be continued...