Avery said solemnly, "Elliot, I'll not accept your money, so don't say such a thing again."
"Why don't you want my money? Is my money any different from the money of others?" he sounded gloomy.
Avery hesitated before answering, "I don't want anyone's money, and I don't want to depend on others. H
Avery's words made Elliot speechless.
"I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me."
Avery rolled over, turning her back to him. Looking at her slender back, Elliot covered her with the blanket, but she removed it immediately.
"I'll use mine, and you'll use yours. Don't touch me."
There were two blankets on the bed, and Elliot was covered with a thicker one, whereas Avery used a lightweight one. However, the heater in the room was turned on, so the space was warm.
"You should use the thick one, and I'll use the thin one, " Elliot said kindly. He was relatively weak and felt cold, so he thought that she was cold too.
"Are you trying to give me a heatstroke?" Avery said bluntly, "Go to sleep. You have to go before my mom comes back tomorrow morning. You're seriously
affecting our lives by staying here."
Elliot covered himself with the blanket. "Okay."
Ten minutes later, Avery grabbed her phone and turned toward him. With the help of the light of her phone, she saw Elliot. His eyes were open, and they were dark and cold in the dim light.
"Why aren't you sleeping yet? Are you cold?" Avery asked.
Elliot answered, "A little. Are you feeling warm?"
Avery was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, and she only covered her upper body with her blanket. It was as if they were both in different seasons.
"Don't mind me... I'll get you a blanket..." Avery sat up.
Elliot grabbed her and said, "Just give me half of yours. " 2
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