Twelve years had passed, yet Spencer still could not forget that very day. At that time, he had just
finished enrolling in senior high. On his way home, he passed by the junior high he had previously
attended. When his former homeroom teacher spotted him, she asked him if he was interested in
earning some pocket money in his free time.
The teacher had started a daycare center near the school. Given that Spencer was famous for topping
his class, parents would be reassured by the fact that someone like him was monitoring the students at
the center.
The teacher offered to pay him fifty a night. He would only need to work for two hours a day on
weekdays, while the wage on weekends would be twenty an hour.
Back then, Spencer was in dire need of money.
Even though he did not need to pay any school fees and had received a handsome scholarship in
senior high, he was still desperate enough to accept the job without hesitation.
After informing him of the daycare center's location and giving him a spare key, the teacher discussed
all the details with him, and the duo parted ways.
By then, it was slightly past six in the evening, and Spencer planned to head home to cook for his
grandmother.
The moment he turned around, he was greeted by the sight of Charlize in her new school uniform. He
had no idea why his gaze was drawn toward her.
Wearing a pure and beautiful smile, she was seemingly saying something to Charles as the two of
them walked side by side.
Their surroundings were filled with many other new students leaving with their parents. It was a Friday,
after all, so the semester had not officially started.
Nonetheless, she—with her long hair neatly draped over her back—was the only one in a freshly-
washed new uniform, in contrast to the other girls in casual clothing.
As she and Charles walked past him, Spencer heard her pleading softly with her brother to allow her to
stay in the school's dorm.
Evidently, Charles was not keen on letting her do so.
Later on, Spencer would always see Charlize stand at the school entrance, waiting for Charles to pick
her up every time he came to work at the daycare center after class.
She was a really obedient girl.
Girls at that age, who had just entered puberty, would be dying to alter their loose and dull uniforms to
look more attractive. Such alterations included shortening the hems of their pants, tapering their tops at
the waist, and leaving their collars unbuttoned.
As if that was not enough, they would try their best to tie their hair in all sorts of creative styles. It was
an effort to circumvent the school rules that forbade them from dyeing or straightening their hair.
However, Charlize was unlike them. Despite her distinguished family background and extraordinary
looks, she had no problems with her loose school uniform and would always wear her hair neatly at
shoulder length. Her fingernails would be clear of the colorful nail polishes worn by her peers, while her
choice of shoes would always be simple white flats.
Every day, she would quietly wait by the school's security post for Charles to pick her up.
Sometimes, Spencer would see her chatting with her classmates, but more often than not, she would
be waiting alone while listening to music on a pair of earphones.
There were even times that he saw boys confessing their feelings for her. However, she would flee into
the security post, her face blushing intensely.
Over time, watching her allowed her to grow on him subconsciously.
When Spencer was in eleventh grade, the daycare center was forced to close down after someone
reported his former junior high homeroom teacher for it. With that, he lost his monthly salary of two
thousand.
During the same period, his disease-stricken grandmother was flooded by a stream of bad luck. After
having a fall, she was diagnosed with stomach cancer.
Over the years, he and his grandmother relied on each other for their livelihood. When he was little,
she had raised him by working as a scavenger for recyclable items.
Once he started school, he would desperately win all the competitions and scholarships available in an
effort to reduce his grandmother's burden.
The cumulative prize money of a few thousand a year became crucial for the duo's living expenses.
Although it was not a huge sum, their days took a turn for the better compared to the past. Thereafter,
their lives further improved once he won a scholarship of thirty thousand and got a job at the daycare
center.
Just as they were making good progress, Spencer saw everything suddenly fall apart in eleventh
grade.
His grandmother was diagnosed with a debilitating disease, he was wrongly accused of cheating in
exams, and the wage he earned from his part-time job was targeted by hooligans from a technical high
school.
On the day he passed out, he had just received his wage of three thousand, which he had earned from
working part-time for a semester. He was planning to head to the hospital and pay for his
grandmother's chemotherapy with that money.
However, on his way there, he was stopped by a group of hooligans from a technical high school.
Despite fighting tooth and nail with them, he still ended up being robbed of the money.
That incident left him feeling as if his entire world had collapsed.
While trudging groggily in the snow, he could sense that someone was looking at him.
They must be laughing at how pathetic I am.
Well, it was not the first time he was ridiculed. When he was little, people would laugh at the fact that
his grandmother was a scavenger. It did not stop when he grew up, as he was disparaged for being a
wild child without parents. Later on, he would be sneered at for being a miser who was calculative over
every penny.
They can laugh at me all they want. I've long gotten used to it.
To Spencer, that was how the world worked. One would be viewed with disdain every time one showed
their weakness.
The moment he collapsed, he felt as if that was for the best.
Compared to helplessly watching his grandmother, who had been by his side for almost seventeen
years, die, the outcome of him freezing to death in the snow seemed great.
Yet, that was not how his story ended. Right before he lost consciousness, he heard someone walk
over and call out to him.
However, Spencer was unable to respond and had no intention of doing so, for he did not think that
anyone would bother to save him. In fact, he would count his blessings if that person did not seize upon
the opportunity to rob him of what little he had left.
Contrary to his gloomy expectations, someone did rescue him.
He felt himself being carried into a warm place.
Unfortunately, he was too tired to open his eyes to see where he was.
It was not until he heard the roar of an engine that he realized he was inside a car.
During the journey, the voice of a girl rang out, “Charles, will he die?”
So, it's her.
In the end, Spencer fainted from exhaustion before he reached the hospital.
By the time he awoke, he was alone in the ward. The sky outside was still dark, and the girl's words
echoed in his mind. “Charles, will he die? Charles, he's really pitiful! Charles, can you get the driver to
step on it?”
Every sentence of hers showed her concern for him.
Despite the frostiness of his youthful heart, its fragility allowed her kindness to win over it quickly.
In the end, his grandmother did not survive that winter. With the last of his kin gone, he would likely
have shared his grandmother's fate if not for Charlize's words on that faithful day. Those sentences she
had uttered were replayed in his dreams many times.
Thereafter, he would occasionally return to the junior high he had attended and watch her standing by
the entrance.
When he got accepted into Avenport University, he also learned that she had managed to get into the
same senior high as him.
As time passed, she stood at the gates of Avenport University one day and greeted him as a freshman
under the glorious sun.
When Charlize had asked him how early on did he fall for her, Spencer did not have the courage to tell
her it was during the year she turned thirteen. The truth would make him look like a predator who was
just waiting for its prey to grow up before devouring it.
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