I grabbed my mother who wanted to follow him, and seeing her worried look, I almost couldn't help but tell her the truth.

But I couldn't.

My mother was over fifty years old and I couldn't upset her.

What's more, "rebirth" did sound like a fantasy.

"Mom, I've invested all my savings, so I can't withdraw them for a while.

"It's really not that I don't want to help him.

"How about Chad? Can he give David some money?"

There was a loud bang in the room, mixed with David's angry voice.

My mother seemed to be used to it and just shook her head at me helplessly.

"Chad has a girlfriend. You can't let him know about this.

"Dora, can you borrow some money to help David?"

I pretended to think for a while, then said to her, "I think I can borrow some money, but you have to go with me."

I planned to first take her away from David's house to ensure her safety.

"Mom, I'll talk to David later. We'll leave tomorrow.

"I'll go borrow the money, and then you come back with it."

Seeing that my mother was a little hesitant, I quickly added, "You know, I have been careless since I was a child. If you accompany me, you can supervise me."

Only then did my mother nod.

I felt relieved.

Then, I used the excuse of cleaning to hide the recorder in the living room.

After doing all that, David came out of the room.

Maybe my mother had already told him that, so he returned to his previous expression.

He smiled at me too affably.

I also gave him a fake smile and pretended to be harmonious with him.

While I was smiling at him, I was editing a text message.

I told Chad the news David didn't dare to tell him.

4

The next morning, I took my mother and left the house.

After going downstairs, I looked back.

David stood by the window, looking at us from afar.

I curled the corners of my mouth, hoping that the next time I saw him, he would be disabled.

After getting on the high-speed train, I sent out the text message I had edited the night before.

Chad didn't reply to me.

But less than half an hour after I sent the message to Chad, David called me.

The continuous phone calls revealed his anxiety.

I just blacklisted him.

Looking at my mother who was sleeping soundly, I took her cell phone, threw away the original phone card and replaced it with a new one.

That was not a long-term solution, but at that moment, I had no choice.