If it were any other time, Old Man Shu would have come down and made a joke by now. But today, he was frowning, touching the cane by his side, with a face full of regret. He had money! But... he hadn't taken it out...
In the end, Jiaojiao took the 500 yuan living expense that Ruan Hao gave her and was led into the school by Duan Xi.
It was now two in the afternoon, the midday sun was blazing hot, and there were few people outside. Jiaojiao was escorted back to the dormitory building by Duan Xi.
Jiaojiao asked him, "Brother Xi, are you sure you don't want me to help you with tidying up?"
Although she couldn't carry heavy things, she could still wipe the table with a cloth.
"No need, you head up first," Duan Xi said, noticing her tearful, sleepy eyes.
Jiaojiao didn't insist either. She nodded, dragged her tired body into the dorm, greeted the dorm supervisor auntie as she passed her door, and then climbed upstairs.
