After leaving the hospital, I took a taxi to send him back.

On the way home, Brian was the first to break the silence in the car.

"Miss, I will pay you back for the medical expenses."

I smiled and said, "Okay, remember to pay me back when you make money, and you have to pay me back double."

"Okay, I got it."

Looking at his innocent and serious appearance, I couldn't help but smile.

Was Brian so easy to deceive?

3

In order to protect Brian, I specially rented a house near the repair shop.

Since he recovered from his injury, he had been going to school on time every day. He even took on some repair work at night to earn money. He often worked until midnight.

His body was weak now, and with the high intensity of studying and working, his body definitely wouldn't be able to hold up.

I advised him several times, but Brian didn't listen and continued to do things his own way.

I had to change my approach and focus on cooking, supplementing his nutrition to make him gain some weight.

At first, he resisted a bit, but under my shameless attack, he got used to me bringing him food every day.

On that day, as soon as I came back from buying groceries, I saw Brian leaning against the wall of the alley, with blood oozing from his arm and mouth.

Seeing this, I dropped the vegetables in my hand and rushed to him.

"Brian, what happened to you? Who beat you?!"

Seeing my anxious gaze, Brian smiled and took out a few green banknotes from his pocket and put them in my hand.

"Miss, this is the money I earned as a training partner. I'm giving you back 600 dollars."

Seeing the bloody banknotes, my anger reached its peak.

I stepped forward and grabbed his collar, speaking angrily, "Brian, remember. I don't want your money; I just want you to be safe!"

"Safe, do you understand?!"

This was the first time I got angry at him. Because I was so angry, I didn't even go to deliver dinner.

At night, I sat in the yard lost in thought, but my mind involuntarily recalled his cheek covered in bloodstains.

Rather than being angry that he didn't take care of himself, it was actually more about self-blame.

I blame myself for why I said gave me double.

Is it because I didn't say that sentence, he wouldn't go for the training and wouldn't get so seriously injured?

At this moment, I wished I could slap myself in the face twice.

Knock, knock, knock.