The young man didn't expect her to rescue him and even give him money to leave.
For a moment, he was so touched that he didn't know what to say.
He nodded, "I know what it's like to be sick, I would never infect others."
Lucy chuckled softly at his words, "That's good, tear up this contract. You probably don't have a household registration, so go get one and an ID, live well. I don't have much money, just enough to buy your freedom. Alright, I'm leaving. Take care."
"What's your name...?" His voice was hoarse.
"If fate allows, I'll tell you next time we meet."
"My name is Elliot Gill."
"I'll remember that." Lucy smiled at him and glanced at the time, "Elliot Gill, I'm going home. Goodbye."
"Goodbye."
Goodbye...
See you again...
So he thought in his heart.
Watching her get into the taxi and leave, those bright and captivating eyes lingered in Elliot Gill's mind, remaining unforgettable for a long time.
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