“But I will pay you back for the pie,” I add, opening my eyes and dabbing the corner of my lips. “How much did it cost?” “Three million yuan,” he answers right away. I stare at him. “Okay, I’ll be honest: I always figured you’d become a scammer, but I didn’t think it would happen quite so soon.” “You don’t have to pay me back, Leah,” he says, shaking his head. The train rattles through a tunnel, the darkness briefly transforming the window into a mirror, so I can see the reflection of his profile even with his face angled away from me, his gaze heavy and almost sad. “You don’t owe me anything.
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