She had just woken up when she heard someone talking.
Su Nanzhi was dazed for a while before she realized it was Wen Letong's voice.
After the exam, everyone had also gotten their confiscated phones back.
Wen Letong's voice was deliberately lowered, "… Mom, I don't have any money either, it's no use asking me."
The sound leaking from the cellphone was quite loud, and Su Nanzhi vaguely heard phrases like "dropping out to work" and "getting married for a dowry."
The last sentence was particularly clear: "Isn't your deskmate very rich? Why don't you borrow from her, she lent you money before too, what's the harm in asking her again?"
Wen Letong's voice was already holding back sobs, "Mom, you have to be able to pay back the money you borrow from someone…"
The rest of the conversation was unclear, and about two minutes later, the call ended.
Su Nanzhi stared blankly at the ceiling.
Wondering if she should have even woken up.
