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During the days with Ivy Garcia, we went out early and came back late, and we had to count every penny carefully. She often laughed at me: "Why are you obsessed with money? It's just one dollar."

I couldn't help but retort: "Don't underestimate it, it's only one dollar. In the past, it could buy a big steamed bun. If you were extravagant, you could even get a bag of spicy noodles with it."

Every time this happened, she would hug me helplessly and with heartache, and tell me about her plans for the future in her sweet voice.

She said, "I will never let you go hungry again."

She said, "I will try to give you a home."

She said, "I will love you well."

I looked forward to the future, expressed my wishes, and then fell asleep peacefully. Originally, today would be like countless times in the past, but because I had saved enough money for the down payment on the house, I planned to buy a few skirts for Ivy Garcia after delivering the last takeout order .

However, when I finished delivering the coffee, I heard a burst of envious exclamations. Looking up, I saw a young lady spending a fortune at the luxury goods counter, buying all the gifts and giving them to a young man.

The young man smiled implicitly and said, "Thank you, Ivy Garcia , I like these things very much."

I was about to leave, but my footsteps involuntarily moved closer to the source of the sound. Perhaps because I was dressed simply, or because there were too many people, Ivy Garcia did not see me. But I could see her clearly.

Standing next to her was Sophia, a senior from our previous year. They had a close relationship. Sophia's voice was a little unhappy: "Max should still be working part-time. If you had let him know a little, he wouldn't have to work so hard."

Ivy Garcia didn't care: "He just wants to pretend to be a knight. He wants to wait for the princess who is trapped in the grave of love to fall in love with him so that he can get close to the rich family.