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As soon as she got out of the car, the exhaust fumes made her cough uncontrollably. Stepping into the house, she was greeted by her parents, who immediately said, "You're back! That old refrigerator has been in use for nearly ten years. We want to get a new one. What do you think?"
"Just get it if you want. Why are you asking me?"
"The new fridge isn't cheap; we're still short two thousand. Look at this."
This couple was truly exasperating. She had barely returned home when they started asking for money.
"I don't have any money."
Zhou Shiwan's face was cold as she reluctantly handed them five hundred and then walked straight into her room. The hard bed made her toss and turn, leaving her sleepless all night.
For several days, Zhou Shiwan wandered around the house like a zombie, ordering takeout and scrolling through videos day after day. Within a week, her bank account balance had plummeted from four digits to three.
Her phone screen was empty; Lin Ziping had not contacted her at all. Unable to hold back any longer, she dialed his number. "Why haven't you contacted me in so long?"
He replied coldly, "Zhou Shiwan, my dad says we can't see each other for now."
"Why is that?!" Zhou Shiwan shot up from the bed as if struck by lightning.
"My dad said if you want to marry me, forget about any lavish weddings or luxury cars; you can't even come up with the one hundred twenty-eight thousand in dowry right now. He won't allow me to see you again and is forcing me to break up with you."
She remembered the last time she visited the Lin family; Lin's Father had smiled warmly as he held her hand, saying that his son was lucky to have found such a girlfriend and treating her with great enthusiasm.
"I will find a way for the dowry, Zi Ping. Just wait for me."
"My dad's here; I have to hang up."
The busy tone echoed on the other end of the line as Zhou Shiwan collapsed onto her bed, gripping her hair in despair. She felt trapped with no way out; just thinking about finding a job gave her a splitting headache. Over the past few days, she had submitted resumes online, but either they were read and ignored or outright rejected. Moreover, those meager salaries were hardly worth her attention.
The amount she spent on a single meal could cover someone else's salary for an entire month. I thought that would be the end of it. Little did I know, there was more to come.
Suddenly, my phone rang, displaying an unfamiliar number. When I answered, I heard Zhou Shiwan's voice.
"Song Song, I'm really sorry to disturb you at this hour."
His tone was surprisingly friendly.
"What do you want?"
"Nothing too serious, but could you lend me some money?"
I scoffed coldly. "Do we have such a good relationship? You're perfectly capable, went to university, and finding a decent job shouldn't be that hard for you."
"Finding a job takes time too. Considering we grew up together, could you lend me some for emergencies? I'm really in a tight spot; everything costs money, as you know."
"Sorry, but I don't know anything about that. Didn't you say I was out of touch with reality? Have you forgotten?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end.
"How does it feel to taste reality now?"
"Song Song, how could you! Forget it! That was years ago; why are you still holding onto it?"
Zhou Shiwan's arrogant tone vanished in an instant, replaced by a pleading whisper. "Zhou Dashao, please? I'm really in need right now."
"Cut the act; figure it out yourself. You're an adult now."
I decisively hung up the phone. Who was she trying to play the friendship card with? When Lin Ziping indiscriminately confronted me, she never mentioned our childhood bond. Now she tried this tactic—who would fall for it?
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