Chapter3
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"Since you are so direct, I won't beat around the bush," Selena sat up straight and got straight to the point. "Young man, do you want to make some extra money?"
Dane didn't respond.
Selena continued, "It's similar to tonight's situation, one-on-one. You can win for sure."
His expression remained unchanged. "What do you mean the situation is almost the same? Did you also have something stolen?" Without waiting for her to answer, he added, "Even if there was, I wouldn't help you."
On the glass holding the ice cream, water drops slid down one by one.
He doesn't speak quickly and has no extra facial expressions, which gives people the feeling that it's not easy to communicate.
Selena asked, "Why?"
He remained silent.
Selena pointed to the empty plate on the table, "Then I won't treat you to this meal."
Dane stared at her thoughtfully and reluctantly gave a reason, "I still have to go to school."
"You skipped school against the rules to get into a fight, and then ate four plates of steak at a fast-food restaurant at two o'clock in the morning with no intention of paying," Selena said, "Don't tell me you're a good student."
Dane took the bag and put it on his shoulder. Seeing that he was planning to leave, Selena said, "You can name your price."
He didn't seem to like this idea; he frowned slightly and slowly bent down.
His face was closer now, and his features were much clearer.
Dane has a pair of silent eyes; his eyelids are a bit thin, his cheeks are narrow, his nose is high, and his lips are neither thin nor thick. Because he has few expressions and a flat voice, he feels a bit reserved...with a hint of ferocity in his restraint.
"I went to help people get their bike, not for the money," he corrected her.
Selena: "For brotherly loyalty?"
He thought to himself for two seconds and said, "No." He straightened up, "There is compensation, but it's not money."
Selena: "What is it?"
He didn't intend to answer and turned to leave. Selena grabbed his sleeve and pulled him back.
His eyes fell on her fingers, which were sharp and thin.
Selena is very thin and wears all black. Her eyes are extremely dark, like two mysterious whirlpools.
She smiled and said, "I'll treat you to a meal. I've lost half a month's worth of cigarette money, so I have to finish what I'm saying."
Dane lowered his gaze, and after a moment, pointed to the bicycle leaning against the tree outside. "That bike belongs to my classmate. He has good grades. I want him to help me out with this exam."
Selena: "Help you cheat?"
He pursed his lips, seemingly agreeing.
Caring about test scores? She had never seen this type of werewolf before.
"When is your exam?"
"Tomorrow."
It's really too late...It seems like cheating is the only way to get good grades.
Dane turned around again, and Selena reached out again, this time grabbing his exposed forearm. The muscles under her palm were warm and elastic.
Dane turned around and frowned.
"Let go."
Selena took out a business card and stuffed it into his pocket.
"This is my contact information. If you change your mind, you can contact me at any time." She stood up, gently supporting the table with her fingertips, and whispered, "You should be able to tell who I am, right?"
He could naturally see the looming black smoke rising around her the moment she narrowed her eyes.
He said nothing.
Selena patted his chest and said, "It's okay if you don't want the money. I owe you a favor. There might come a time when I can repay you."
He stared at her for a few seconds, then turned away.
Fortunately, he didn't throw away her business card..
"Since you are so direct, I won't beat around the bush." Selena sat up straight and got straight to the point. "Young man, do you want to make some extra money?"
Dane didn't respond.
Selena said: "It's similar to tonight's situation, one-on-one, you can win for sure."
His expression remained unchanged. "What do you mean the situation is almost the same, you also had something robbed?" Without waiting for her to answer, he added: "Even if there was, I wouldn't help you."
On the glass holding the ice cream , water drops slid down one by one.
He doesn't speak quickly and has no extra facial expressions, which gives people the feeling that it's not easy to communicate.
Selena asked: "Why?"
He doesn't speak.
Selena pointed to the empty plate on the table: " Then I won't treat you to this meal. "
Dane stared at her thoughtfully and reluctantly gave a reason: "I still have to go to school."
"You left school for a fight and ate four plates of steak at a fast food restaurant at two o'clock in the night without paying for it ," Selena said, "Don't tell me you're a good student."
Dane took the bag and put it on his shoulder. Selena saw that he was planning to leave and said, "You can make a price."
He didn't seem to like this sentence very much, he frowned slightly and slowly bent down.
The face is closer and the facial features are much clearer.
Dane has a pair of silent eyes, his eyelids are a bit thin, his cheeks are narrow, his nose is high, and his lips are neither thin nor thick. Because he has few expressions and a flat voice, he feels a bit reserved...with a hint of ferocity in his restraint.
"I went to help people get his bike, not for the money." He corrected her.
Selena : "For brotherly loyalty?"
He thought to himself for two seconds and said, "No." He straightened up, "There is compensation, but it is not money."
Selena : “What is that?”
He didn't intend to answer and turned to leave. Selena grabbed her sleeve and pulled it back for him.
His eyes fell on her fingers, which were sharp and thin.
Selena is very thin and wears all black. Her eyebrows are long and slender, and her eyes are extremely dark , like two mysterious whirlpools .
She smiled and said, "I'll treat you to a meal. I've lost half a month's cigarette money, so I have to finish talking."
Dane lowered his eyes, and after a moment, pointed to the bicycle leaning against the glass outside. "That car belongs to my classmate . He has good grades . I want him to help me with this exam."
Selena : "Help you cheat?"
He pursed his lips, seemingly acquiescing.
Care about test scores? She had never seen a werewolf of this type .
"What day is your exam?"
"tomorrow."
It's really too late...
Dane turned around again, and Selena reached out again , this time grabbing his exposed forearm. The muscles under her palm were warm and elastic.
Dane turned around and frowned.
"let go."
Selena took out a business card and stuffed it into his pocket.
"This is my contact information. If you change your mind, you can contact me at any time." She stood up, gently supported the table with her fingertips, and whispered: "You should be able to tell who I am, right?"
He could naturally see the looming black smoke rising around her the moment she narrowed her eyes.
He said nothing.
Selena patted his chest and said, "It's okay if you don't want the money. I owe you a favor. I might be able to repay you someday."
He stared at her for a few seconds, then turned away.
Fortunately, I didn't throw away my business card.
- Writer
