People say that fire tests true gold, and true gold tests won. But they don’t realize that gold and silver can test every facet of human nature. Whether it’s familial love or romantic love, in the end, it always loses to money.
Xu Xiaoya turned around. Seeing the sympathetic look on Yan Xixi’s face, she shrugged, appearing quite calm. "Hey, I’m about to get 500,000. This ti, I can really buy a new car. Xixi, you should hurry up and get your driver’s license so we can each buy one."
Yan Xixi fretted, "I’m afraid it won’t be easy to get your hands on that 500,000. I’m worried you’ll be able to go, but not be able to leave. Can’t they just deposit the money directly into your bank account? Isn’t there a way to avoid going back?"
"They said I have to sign for it. I couldn’t find anyone to sign on my behalf, so I have to make the trip."
After a while, Yan Xixi sighed deeply. "Alright then, just ask Zhang Xiang to help you one more ti."
"This... I’d feel bad bothering Brother Zhang over sothing like this. Besides, I can’t keep troubling him with everything. Can he really spare the ti?"
"There’s no other way. We’ve already troubled him before, so asking one more ti won’t make much difference."
There were several new emails in her inbox.
Yan Xixi downloaded them. They were all detailed university information sent by Li Zhen. As it turned out, applying to foreign universities wasn’t easy. Besides IELTS scores, they also considered an applicant’s university GPA and the institution’s tier. Furthermore, the interview success rate was only about twenty-five percent. Of course, one could also apply with scores from A Country. However, this presented a problem: it required being in the top 1% of the national college entrance exams (province-wide). Additionally, one needed to complete a year of first-year studies at a top-tier university with grades between 85 and 90.
Yan Xixi wasn’t sure if her own national exam scores back then had been within the top one percent province-wide. However, she clearly rembered achieving excellent grades in all her first-year subjects.
Harvard University’s application requirents were even more demanding. Besides extrely high scores, applicants also needed three recomndation letters from renowned professors, university leaders, or celebrities. Moreover, the acceptance rate was less than one percent. The most daunting part was that each year, fewer than 50 people from the mainland received scholarships.
She imdiately felt discouraged.
She shut off the computer and lay down on the bed, burying her head in her hands, utterly bored.
Her phone screen kept flashing. The words "Toe-picking Man" flooded the display, ssage after ssage from him.
"Miss, ignoring again? I’m so heartbroken..."
"Miss, you still haven’t treated to a al. You keep standing up! I’m truly experiencing what it’s like to be discarded after I’ve served my purpose, just like dismantling a bridge after crossing it..."
Sohow, separated by a screen, she felt a sense of familiarity and closeness, as if there were no distance between them.
Her fingers habitually typed out a ssage, "Toe-picking Man, you’re so annoying..."
The reply ca imdiately.
"Late at night, all alone, so lonely... Miss, I really wish I could go to sleep with you..."
"Rogue!"
"Pfft! I knew you’d say that. When a man says, ’I want to sleep in the sa bed as you,’ won call him a rogue. But if he says, ’I want to wake up together with you,’ won praise him as being as romantic as Xu Zhimo."
She chuckled.
On second thought, it was true.
"Miss, I miss you..."
Ahhhh, I can’t take this anymore!
Wan Donglin was having an even tougher ti.
It was one thing not to have revealed his identity; he could still endure it. But now that it was clear, holding back like this felt inhumane. Especially since their visit to the AIDS hospital, he hadn’t dared to act recklessly. But darling, n are creatures that think with their lower halves—it just wasn’t logical to keep abstaining from "at."
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