Three minutes later, Lulu, quite the branch in Angela's bicycle wheel, picked up a sheet with Angela's formula on it. "What's with all the small writing?"
"It's my formula, duh."
"What formula?"
"… The formula to stop people talking."
Lulu quit her tongue-in-cheek provocations. It would be most unwise to antagonize Angela.
After half an hour's silence, Lulu exclaimed: "But, Angela, my brother said you should not touch those things!"
Angela looked back at Lulu, then turned to look at the bottles on the shelf. She had already used them!
"Well, just pretend you've seen nothing."
"What's in it for me?"
"I will teach you what you wanna learn."
"Wow, great!" Lulu leapt for joy.
"Phone my brother, " Angela told Lulu, "and ask him what the difference between compound acid B and compound phenol acid A is."
"Phone him yourself." Lulu didn't want to change her clothes again.
"If I go, you will have nothing to do here." reasoned Angela.
Lulu puzzled over it but eventually found it agreeable.
She took Angela's cellphone and found Sven's number. She called him up and engaged in some small talk before Lulu cut to the chase. "Angela wants to ask you about the difference between compound acid B and compound phenol acid A."
"Remember, " cautioned Sven, "compound acid B can hurt people's vocal cords. Compound phenol acid A can be made into a narcotic."
"Okay, I got it. Thank you, Sven." Although Lulu was a bit self-righteous, she knew how to sound polite and formal.
She returned to the lab. "Sven told me that… what's the name of it?"
"Compound acid B, " said Angela. "What is it used for?"
Lulu seemed confused but did her best to relay the message as she had heard it. "Oh, yes. That is… a narcotic."
"What about compound phenol acid A?"
"It can hurt people's vocal cords, " Lulu said with confidence.
"Good."
Angela added a few drops o
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f he helped Nancy.
Arvin didn't fully understand her. But her words made him sigh. "But if you'll just listen!"
Angela could say that she would listen, but Arvin was not convinced that she would.
Angela realized how much fuss she was making, and lowered her head. She said, "I'm serious."
"Well, I have an idea. Grandma is in the Green Cold Country recently. After she comes back, we can discuss everything."
Angela was so excited that she clasped Arvin on the neck and kissed him wildly.
Arvin lifted her up to his chest. He carried her to the bedroom and lay her flat against the sheets. "Are you really so grateful to me?"
"Yes!" Angela nodded vehemently.
"Reward me with your body." When saying this, the man's eyes were hard with passion.
Angela nodded again. She was thinking the same thing as Arvin.
Seeing her agree without hesitation, Arvin sealed her lips with kisses.
Angela wrapped her arms around his neck and responded with fervor.
… The moment was to come. Angela buried herself in the quilt. Arvin leaped off the bed to take a shower.
Angela grabbed his hands. Arvin looked back to the red-cheeked girl.
Angela dared not to look at him. "I…" she said bashfully. "I will…"
The two words almost made Arvin crazy.
