A genius was indeed worlds apart from her.


    She only managed to graduate from University when she was twenty-one, while he was studying for his Ph.D. at the age of 18.


    Sometimes, there really was no pointparing between different people. It would only be depressing.


    She felt as though she was looking at Theodore when he was 18 years old. He was incredibly smart at that age, too.


    However, he wasn''t as warm or sweet as Yerick.


    When Theodore was 18, he was very stern and hardly smiled. He wasn''t like his peers, who were bright and lively. He took everything seriously, and was careful and meticulous in all he did. In turn, he was also more mature and had a stronger sense of responsibilitypared to them.


    When he realized that Rosalie was in a daze, Yerick raised a hand and waved it in front of her eyes.


    "Hey, what''s the matter?"


    "Huh?" Rosalie snapped back to reality. "Nothing, I just suddenly feel a little hungry."


    "You''re hungry? What a coincidence, me too. I know an Italian restaurant nearby that''s excellent. Do you want to join me for a meal?"


    Rosalie nodded. "Sure, but don''t you need to go home? Are your family members waiting for you at home?"


    "Nah, my parents aren''t at home. They''re away on a business trip, and I''m all alone. I eat outside every day."


    "Okay, then" Rosalie said. "I''ll treat you to dinner."


    "No need," Yerick said with a wave of his hand, his innocent expression capable of melting hearts. "How could I let you buy me a meal? I should be the one treating you instead. Please hang on, I''ll check if I have enough money."


    Yerick unzipped his bag, and pulled out a wad of cash. The notes were all crumpled up he even had a bunch of coins, that he started counting. "30, 40, 41, 42..."


    Rosalie saw Yerick struggling to count the cash on hand, and almost couldn''t hold back herughter, He was only 18 years old, and probably didn''t have much spare cash with him.


    "Yerry, I''m in a terrible mood today, and it was only because of you that I feel better. I want to buy you a meal to thank you. Can you please give me a chance to do that?"


    It felt good being someone''s senior for once. From the way he addressed her, it felt as though he really was her younger brother.


    "How could I let you do that?" Yerick blushed again, something that seemed to happen easily to him.


    "Why not? You can treat me back when you have money next time."


    “Alright, then. When I get my project subsidy, I''ll treat you to a meal."


    Rosalie nodded, and stood up from the bench. "Let me go upstairs and grab my phone. Wait here for me."


    "Sure," Yerick said obediently as he remained seated, his hands resting on his knees. He looked just like an obedient puppy.


    Rosalie turned back, and entered the building. She went upstairs to grab her phone and put on a jacket. When she returned downstairs, however, she found no one on the bench.


    She looked around and didn''t see anyone, either. There were a few passers-by, but none of them were Yerick.


    Just then, she spotted a note on the bench.


    She walked forward, and picked up the note.


    "I''m sorry, miss. I received a call about a problem that cropped up with my project, and I have to make a trip to theb. Please go ahead and eat Don''t miss a meal just. because I''m not there. Make sure to eat your fill! The food at the Italian restaurant is excellent. Walk out of the gate and turn left. Then walk 150 meters, and you''ll reach the restaurant." Exclusive ? material by N?(/v)elDrama.Org.


    Rosalie sighed.


    He was only 18 years old, but he was already so busy. He would probably contribute greatly to society in the future. She, on the other hand, was almost 22, and still wallowing in her misery over a failed retationship.


    Rosalie pulled out the note Yerick wrote to her from her pocket, which had his social media ount handle scribbled on.


    She pulled her phone out, and added him on social media.