"By the way, will you be going to the library after school today?"

"No." Frida shook her head. "I have to work; I found a job nearby."

Frida's words shocked Mashauva, and she asked, "You're working? Frida, why did you suddenly get a job? Didn't you say you wanted to focus on your studies? It'll affect your grades if you work, won't it?" "It's fine. I'll just find other time to study."

In full sincerity and seriousness, Masahuva asked, "Are you short of money? We're best friends. Just stick by me; I can give you some of my allowances."

Frida gave a wan smile. "No need, my job isn't hard. I'll do just fine."

"But..."

"Mashauva!"

Frida raised her voice several notches. "I told you, no! It's your pocket money, not mine. How can I spend your money?"

"But, I don't mind."

I do!"

The smile on Frida's face disappeared. "Your family is rich; of course, you don't care about the money. But I'm not you. I grew up poor. Your monthly allowance is equivalent to my one-year living expenses. You want me to spend it with you? It may look like you're being nice to me on the surface, but what's it to me? I'm not a beggar. Don't treat me like one."

Frida's outburst got Mashauva dumbfounded for quite a while before she said, "Frida, I don't mean it that way. I just thought..."

"Alright, that's enough. I'm leaving."

Without waiting for Mashauva to reply, Frida turned around and left.

Mashauva stood in place and subconsciously clutched the hem of her shirt, not knowing what to say.

When their classes ended, Frida was indeed the first to leave the classroom. Mashauva traipsed along behind her and watched as she left the school. She was about to follow her to see where she was working.

However, when Mashauva reached the gates, she saw a familiar figure.

"Freddy?"

His dark circles were heavy,

of life when she met him two days

What had happened?

"Are your classes over?"

he reached out, something struck him, and he withdrew his hand and stretched out

sized him up and down and noticed he only had that bottle of yogurt on

you a bottle of yogurt. Aren't you on a diet? Don't tell me you

his tone was still doting, and his gaze on her was very gentle. But for some reason,

at her worried gaze and

to tell her she should stop caring about him. Whichever way she saw him as; a friend

did so in the hopes that she would not care about him. That way, he could give up on her

she treated him

he still wanted to watch over her

"Freddy?"

murmured, "You don't look so good. Are you sick? Do

to refuse, but he changed his mind right as the words were on the tip of his

maybe you're right. Let's go to the

"Okay."

head to the hospital. When they

"Bruno?"

fair cheeks turned rosy when she saw Bruno. She quickly ran up to

His gaze met Freddy's for a while before landing on

sick. I'm going to accompany him to

sick?" Bruno looked at Freddy before saying, "I'll go you

"Sure, okay."

wanted to tug on Freddy's arm when he took a few steps forward, suddenly saying, "You know what, forget about it. The doctors are already off duty

frowned when

"But I'm sure

get yourself checked if you're not feeling

looked truly unwell, and they hung out all the time, so Mashauva

is tougher than it looks. I'll

his current

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