Ella looked at the handsome, thin and tall boy in front of him, and felt really distressed for him.
“You have no money now?” Ella said, only hitting his heart.
It’s not that Ella looks down on him. Moreover, looking at the unbreakable pair of sneakers on his feet, and looking at the pants that have been stitched many times, Ella really feels distressed, just one 17, 18-year-old boy, how hard he was growing up.
Ning Haowen lowered his head and said nothing.
“Sister Lao.” Ella reached out to Lao Min.
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