"No, I just need to cross the street, and there’s the bus stop sign."
Kang Li waved her hand and stepped up, following a few pedestrians passing by toward the opposite side of the street.
"When did we prepare for the New Year goods? How come I didn’t know about it?" Watching Kang Li cross the street, Feng Yi glanced sideways at Mo Yan, "If it weren’t for the three pounds of meat coupons Sister Kang Li gave us, we would have nothing for the New Year but munch on cabbage and potatoes."
"Having something to eat is already very good, and you’re still picky? Must be dreaming!"
Mo Yan hummed, seeing no sign of Kang Li across the street and knowing she must have boarded the bus. He withdrew his gaze and walked along the curb toward the nearby bus stop sign, "You can’t be heartless. You need to know that Sister Kang Li actually has no obligation to us, and so far, we owe her quite a lot. Don’t take all this for granted."
"I said I would pay Sister Kang Li back."
Feng Yi closely followed behind Mo Yan, "Don’t imagine me as someone who enjoys taking advantage of others shamelessly."
Mo Yan, "It’s not about what I think, it’s about what you do."
"Are you blaming me for calling Sister Kang Li today, asking her to help you at the police station?" If that’s what he really thought, then to hell with him!
Feng Yi quickened his steps and came up side by side with Mo Yan, narrowing his eyes and staring at him.
"Thanks!" The moment he was taken away by the comrades at the police station, he was actually very panicked inside. Even though he knew he was innocent, there was no one to prove that he never left the lounge; in other words, he couldn’t find evidence to prove his innocence and would have to bear the stigma of stealing other people’s property.
With such a burden, not even his mother could rest peacefully underground.
"If we’re brothers, don’t mention it," Feng Yi said casually. Just then, a familiar yet strange female voice drifted into Feng Yi’s ears.
"Feng Yi, why aren’t you going home? Do you know Feng Xiao has been looking for you?"
Turning toward the voice, Feng Yi saw a face he immensely disliked appearing before him.
To be specific, this He Xue was two years older, allegedly having started school late, hence she was still in the first year of high school at eighteen and became his classmate.
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