Can I afford to offend him?
At night, I sat alone in the dormitory, watching the lively bonfire party outside the window.
Those laughters and joy were like knives stabbing my heart.
The phone screen was lit up, showing an ultimatum from the tutor.
"Rose, please submit an application for leaving the camp yourself tomorrow. It will be better for everyone."
I dragged my suitcase and walked on the empty street.
The wheels rolled through the gaps between the tiles, making a clattering sound.
The whole world has abandoned me.
Just when I felt I was about to be swallowed by despair, I caught a glimpse of a bus stop advertising light box on the side of the road.
"Legal aid, protect your rights."
etc.
A thought shot through my brain like an electric current.
My minor in college was accounting.
I personally recorded every financial account of the summer camp.
I have a habit of backing up important files.
I immediately turned around and rushed into the cheapest Internet cafe on the street.
The receptionist looked at me as if I were a lunatic who had run away from home.
I don't care.
Turn on the computer and insert the USB drive I carry with me.