Wen Lan frowned, standing there thinking hard for a long while, before finally saying, "It's alright, I still have subsidies."
Lin Nianhe: "Starting from September, even if they pay out allowances before the end of the year, it seems like it will only be twenty yuan, right? That's not enough for your round-trip train ticket, is it?"
Wen Lan stared ahead, her neck stiff as she replied, "Then I just won't go back, I never felt like I could go back anyway." Her tone trembled slightly, her fists clenched tight, evidently suppressing her homesickness.
Lin Nianhe quietly moved to the side and decided to leave it at that: "Come on, Sister Lan, you have to believe in Sister Shumei's cousin, he's definitely going to sell them."
Wen Lan uttered a "hmph", still feeling downcast.
She couldn't help but tap her head.
Lately, she really had been muddled, counting the money she hadn't earned as if it were already in her pocket.
She had even figured out how she was going to spend it!
