When Love Is a Game He Played Too Well 4

When Love Is a Game He Played Too Well 4

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home

I didn’t go to the hospital, but took a taxi back

The house that Ronald and I rented was a small onebedroom apartment. There was a bookshelf placed at the entrance, with a few books on top

That was the year when I forced Ronald to stay and participate in the selfstudy adult undergraduate program

My mother was right, he had a low educational background. When I met him, he said he only had a high school education

At that time, we were all still young. I just thought he was smart, and he had such a long life ahead of him. He couldn’t just stay at this level without making efforts

Even if it’s about raising pigs, undergraduate students are still five hundred more expensive than high school students

reviewing and practicing questions

At that time, I had to work during the day and stay up late at night to accompany him for revi 

When I got up early and brushed my teeth, I would quickly open the software to review the knowledge from the previous day with him

In the past ten years, whenever Ronald did a past exam paper, I would watch it with him

Because of the tight schedule, we managed to pass the exam in just a short one and a half months

At that time, in order to celebrate, we had to search for coupons on various platforms before going out for a meal

But now, I flipped through the information I got from Larissa and just felt absurd

What Ronald, it’s not the right word, but I can’t tell you his real name either.” 

You asked about education? I heard that they attended the best university and then went abroad to study at a prestigious international school. They came back young ” 

I propped up the sofa and forcefully pressed my palm against my forehead, feeling even my stomach twisting in pain

The door was opened from the outside, and I looked up to see Ronald, who had returned from the hospital emptyhanded and covered in dust

There were countless missed calls from him on the phone. He leaned against the door frame, breathing slightly

I watched him approach in silence, then raised my hands and held my face, looking around. The tense expression finally eased

I smiled, “I’ll apply some medicine for you

 

 

When Love Is a Game He Played Too Well

When Love Is a Game He Played Too Well

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