Gray sat there, quietly munching on his food, silently. Shaida sat across from her nervously, blushing, her head bowed, and her lower lip biting white.

After being silent for a long time, Xia Ida watched the contents of his plate almost eat, and then spit out a sentence in a low voice: "Teacher, I was wrong, but I can't ......help it."

Shaida immediately panicked when she saw Vantacia push the door in, and the soles of her feet slipped, and a cup of hot coffee splashed on his chest while he was still out of the world.

This is the second time in a short period of time that the chest part of his clothes has been messed up.

Shaida's "I was wrong" obviously didn't just mean that, because if the clothes got dirty or something, Fantasia wouldn't have taken it to heart at all.

She said "I was wrong" because of the kind of inner and outer emptiness she felt when facing Vantasia as a "teacher".

In the past few days, Fantasia has been in class, but she has said that she has done it more than once. is still the identity of dragging oil bottles, but he can't help falling asleep in class, which is simply a big rebellion.

The main reason for falling asleep is that after the evening practice, I have to go to the café to work until midnight, and I have a serious lack of sleep and physical exhaustion.

Always thinking about gritting her teeth and persevering, she is trying to persevere, but sometimes it is really not something that her own will can control, which makes her feel ashamed of Fantasia all the time.

That's why when I saw him suddenly today, it was like seeing a ghost, and there was that kind of gaffe.

Vantasia seemed to be genuinely angry, and as long as he was angry, Shaida would feel the knife cutting at her heart, and she felt like she was a sinner for the ages.

Vantacia put down the knife and fork, although it was a very small cup, it had a deep color and a strong bitter taste, which Shaida once challenged and immediately collapsed.

"Explain 'no way.'" He said coldly.

Previously, Angela also told him that he wanted to come out and get a job, and promised that it would never affect the practice. Angela's reason for wanting to work is that if she didn't work in college, it would be as if she had lost some of her youthful experience.

Gray felt that her thoughts were boring, but after all, he was already a teenager, and it was normal for him to have some thoughts that he couldn't understand. Angela started late to learn dance, and because of those special reasons, she always practiced extremely hard, which was what Gray didn't want to see. So she finally had some of her own requirements, and as an older brother, she had to support it.

This guy ...... Is that the same idea?

But Angela can, she can't at all. The school curriculum is easy for Angela, but if Shaida comes out to work again, her body can't bear it at all, even if she is an iron man.

If it goes on like this, it is still a trivial matter if you don't practice dance well, and if you have a big problem with your body, you may regret it for a lifetime.

Once she kissed the stage, but had to give up, it was impossible for her to understand the pain now!

The thought of this made Gray inflamed with rage.

"I don't have enough tuition, and if I don't work, my mother will have a hard time, and the accommodation fee is also a lot of money......" Shaida said in a low voice, bowing her head.

She knew in her heart that everything was not a reason, as long as it affected the effect of the practice, then there was no excuse to talk about, and everything could only be blamed on herself for not being strong enough. In Fantasia's eyes, there was no excuse, and she always was, so Shaida was ashamed of herself for telling him about it.

However, in the face of him, you can't tell half a lie.

Vantaxia's eyes were like water, staring at her, the ice in that gaze melting and softening.

He picked up his knife and fork again and began to eat, he kept his head down and ate slowly, until he had eaten the last leaf on the plate, and then he suddenly dropped his fork, as if he had made some difficult decision.

"Quit." He said succinctly.

"Ah, but ......"

It's actually a pretty good job, it doesn't require much physical effort, and the working hours are only four hours a day. Recently, I gradually got familiar with it, and I was able to do it handily, and the boss just gave me a salary increase.

If you can persevere, although you can't solve all the problems, you can really reduce the pressure a lot.

Even though it was Vantaxia's request, he still felt that it was a pity, so at this moment, Xia Yida really felt a little embarrassed.

Sure enough, life is still a little difficult. In the past, they all grew up under the shadow of their parents' wings, but now they plan to rely on themselves for some things, and they are just beginning to experience the hardships of real life.

"My family is understaffed, and they are looking for housekeepers, and the salary will be much higher than here......" Gray adjusted his breath and continued, "and...... There are a lot of empty rooms, so you can move here and save on accommodation costs. ”

Gray is not very good at lying, and his tone is always a little tangled and hesitant when he speaks, so he has no confidence in the current situation at all. However, when he looked up and looked at Shaida, he found that the girl's eyes were wide open in surprise, and her eyes were full of surprise.

Obviously, she said it very lamely, but she believed in herself. This absolute trust evoked a hint of guilt in Gray's heart.

"Such a coincidence? My luck was so good! The girl was pleasantly surprised, "But, really, I don't know if I can do it well......"

"Benjamin will contact you if you want, nothing else to worry about." Gray said dryly.

After a quick last sip of coffee, Gray ended the conversation, paid the bill, and walked briskly out of the café.

The wind that had become cold was blowing, and the wet stains on my chest brought a chill, and I realized that my whole body felt hot and dry for some reason when I was there.

After drinking the coffee, the spirit became invigorated, but the accumulated energy was somehow gone. Gray sat in his study, facing the large paper on the table, and there was no desire to continue creating.

He was very awake, but he couldn't concentrate in any way, and even in the soft light of the lamp, he could hear his own pounding heartbeat.

What exactly am I doing? He couldn't help but ask himself - am I the kind of person who likes to meddle?

But the helpless look in her eyes, her ambition to take on everything on her slender shoulders, her increasingly tired and overwhelmed appearance, made him feel that he could not stand by at all.

However, this does not seem to be motivated by commitment, responsibility, agreement, or morality, and Gray asks himself if this were a different person, he probably would never have done it.

Such thoughts made him panic.

Because there is a hunch that when this rampaging girl happily steps into the door of her house, the future will turn in a completely unpredictable direction.

She had no idea of the destructive power she had.