The Bad Guy(7)

18

After living in the school for a month, I didn't call Samuel at all.

One day, when I went back to my dormitory, my roommate said someone called and was looking for me.

I was happy. I knew that it was him.

I called him quickly.

It was Margaret who answered the phone.

"He's outside. What can I do for you? How's school?"

"It's nothing. The school is good. My classmates are good to me."

After hanging up the phone, I just sighed all night.

I guessed that he must have made up with his ex-girlfriend.

As he said, I was only 18 years old. He was already 31 years old, so he should get married.

I wondered what qualifications I had to let him wait for four years.

I contemplated my position.

Samuel didn't like me at all.

He even wanted me to find a boy of the same age.

There was indeed a boy having a crush on me in class.

There was always a cup of mango smoothie on my desk, but I never knew who gave it to me.

It wasn't until one day that I saw a mango smoothie voucher falling ou