4
That night, I had no dreams. As soon as Ivy Garcia left, I got up. I sorted out all the things related to me and Ivy Garcia in the rental house. I went to the bank and took out the part of the money in the passbook that belonged to me, and put the rest in Ivy Garcia's luggage.
I bought a ticket for the nearest train and set off on my journey with my limited luggage. I don't know if she had a premonition, but she called me as soon as the train started moving. "Honey, what's that noise over there?" "Why is it so noisy? Are you still delivering food?" "I won't deliver food anymore." I answered her. Watching the train slowly leaving, I thought that she, a young lady, had never taken a train, so she couldn't recognize the sound.
Ivy Garcia didn't react: "But what about our house if you don't deliver food? Honey, have you found a new job?" "Why didn't you tell me in advance? I can help you check..."
"Are you tired, Ivy Garcia ?" I no longer had the energy to continue acting with her. "No, I should call you Miss Pei. It's really hard for you to live a hard life with a poor orphan."
Ivy Garcia on the other end of the phone was stunned. I don't know why she was always a little flustered. In fact, the last time Sophia talked to her, she also thought deeply about whether she should tell me the truth. But she felt sick when she thought of my cautious look every time I mentioned money. What she cared about was that she didn't know why some people would take money so seriously.
If I knew she was rich, I would probably stick to her like a piece of plaster and I couldn't tear it off. She thought so. When she heard my question last night, she couldn't deny that she felt panic in her heart. The panic was far more than the sticky feeling of being wrapped in the plaster. But in the end, it was not reason that overcame the fear.
" Wanwan, what are you talking about?" "Who is Miss Pei? I am Ivy Garcia . If I were really Miss Pei, would I have to suffer with you?" "Have you been brainwashed by those marketing accounts again?"
I was amused by her dying struggle, and her low laughter was filled with great sadness. "Don't worry, I don't have the fate of marrying up to a rich and powerful person, nor do I have the heart to marry up to a rich and powerful family." "I have already returned the house. The money in the passbook is what you have saved over the years. I only took my share." "Let's break up!" After saying that, I hung up the phone, took out the phone card and broke it.