Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Without any hesitation, Rong Si replied, “T’ll take the college entrance examination again.”
His answer was expected. Sheng Tianci did not try to persuade him. Instead, he asked, “Then which high school will you go to? I believe that with your smarts, the examination won’t be a problem for you.”
“Twant to go to a school with low tuition fees.”
Sheng Tianci was stunned. “This… I just said that I can arrange it for you directly. I mean, I’ll pay for your tuition and living expenses.”
Rong Si rejected it at once. “No need.”
He and his mother already owed Sheng Tianci a lot of money. Whether it was the tuition fees for the school in the South or the rent, all of it had been possible only due to Uncle Sheng’s help. Rong Si could not ask for more of his money.
Moreover, Uncle Sheng was the one supporting his mother’s medical bills and hospital fees. These fees were like a bottomless pit. As long as his mother remained in a coma, they would have to keep paying.
Rong Si had to stop this somewhere.
The young man’s eyes contained stubbornness. Knowing that Rong Si was a fiercely independent child, Sheng Tianci felt a little helpless. “Alright, then. You can choose the school and the place to stay. Uncle will support you.”
Rong Si nodded. “Thank you!”
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To Sheng Tianci’s surprise, Rong Si chose an ordinary public high school. He also chose an old apartment nearby to live in. The monthly rent for that apartment was only 500 yuan.
That child was much more independent than Sheng Tianci had imagined. Rong Si had his own thoughts, and Sheng Tianci did not want to interfere too much.
It was good as long as he could help out when Rong Si was in trouble.
After signing a contract with the landlord, Rong Si moved his luggage to this one-bedroom apartment.
The room didn’t have many windows, and the natural lighting inside the room was poor. Rong Si would need to turn on the lights during the day. He looked around at the yellowing walls and old furniture. His face showed no emotion as he silently cleaned and unpacked his luggage.
Usually, although Song Wangiu was busy with work, she would find time to take care of him. Every morning, she would wake up early to prepare breakfast for him.
Lunch and dinner were always ready and warmed whenever Rong Si got home from school. However, ever since she had fallen into a coma, he seemed to have grown up overnight..
