Rosalie felt a little woozy, and did need the support. She shed him a grateful smile and stretched her hand out to him.


    The young man helped her up from the ground, carefully and very politely.


    When Rosalie got to her feet, she felt very dizzy and almost lost her bnce. The young man grabbed her arm and held her steady.


    "Miss, I''ll help you over that bench. You can sit there."


    There was a bench nearby, where people could sit and take a rest.


    Rosalie knew she wasn''t able to walk, and nodded in agreement. The two of them sat on the bench, and the young man handed her a bottle of water.


    "Have some water," he offered.


    "No need, thank you."


    She instinctively rejected water offered by a stranger, even though she did feel thirsty.


    "Don''t be scared. I''m not a bad guy. I live here too. I bought this bottle from the convenience store just now, and it''s still sealed. Go ahead and have a drink. Your lips are so dry and chapped."


    The young man looked innocently at Rosalie, his eyes glistening with sincerity. It was hard to see him as a criminal.


    Good-looking people always had the advantage of leaving a good impression on others.


    This young man was incredibly good-looking; his skin clean and smooth, his eyes crystal clear and beautiful. He was tall andnky, with a lean figure, exuding the warm aura of sunshine and an energy filled with vigor.


    His soft and sweet voice when he called her made her skin tingle.


    If he were to ask someone for money, the other party might just give it without hesitation.


    Rosalie suddenly felt as though she couldn''t say no to him. He would probably cry in indignation if she rejected him.


    She nodded, and was about to take the bottle from him when he suddenly pulled his hand back.


    Rosalie thought something was


    wrong, but he went on to twist the bottle ecap open and hand the bottle back to her. "The cap is shut rather tight. I helped you twist it open."


    It was so thoughtful and sweet of him.


    Rosalie had no idea where he came from.


    She thanked him, and sipped on the water. Her lips turned red upon contact with the water, and her dry throat instantly felt better.


    She twisted the bottle cap shut, and asked, "How much does this cost? I''ll pay you back."


    "No need for that, it''s for you. It''s not much, anyway."


    "No way. I''d better pay you back."


    She stuck her hand into her pocket, but realized that she didn''t bring her phone or cash with her.


    The young man took out a pen and a piece of paper from his bag, and wrote down his number. "This is my number. Why don''t you add me to your contacts when you get back home and transfer me the money?"


    The young man changed his mind in an instant. If she wanted to return him the money, he would be able to get her number that way.


    Rosalie took the paper, stuffed it into her pocket, and nodded. "Alright, then. I''ll transfer you the money once I''m home. I won''t forget about it."Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    Although it was just a bottle of


    water, the issue wasn''t with howe much it actually cost. Since she took something from someone, she had to return it, no matter how


    insignificant or cheap.


    "You were sobbing so sadly just now. Did something happen? You can share it with me."


    Rosalie smiled weakly. “No, I just tripped and fell."


    "But I saw..." He hesitated before bowing his head, as if finding the words difficult to utter. "What...what did you see?" Rosalie asked softly.