My American magical life
Chapter 60 - 60 60 Bless Him to Stay Far Away from Me The Farther the Better

60: Chapter 60: Bless Him to Stay Far Away from Me, The Farther the Better 60: Chapter 60: Bless Him to Stay Far Away from Me, The Farther the Better Cheng Daqi now had money, but it was of no use.

He was still waiting for Eris to help him secure a legal identity.

Before having an identity, proper landlords wouldn’t rent to him.

But Lisa and Temir didn’t understand these things; their lives had virtually no intersection with that of a homeless person.

In their eyes, Cheng Daqi could use the two thousand Dollars Lisa gave him for the short term, and he could continue to sustain himself with income from video creation the following month.

He could totally leave the streets and rent a place to live now.

But Cheng Daqi didn’t want to just leave like that.

As the red Tesla’s taillights disappeared at the intersection, Cheng Daqi lowered the hand he had been waving.

Once again silently thanking his two friends in his heart, he picked up his bag of medicine and turned to walk towards the tent, the revival point.

Sani, sitting in front of the tent playing with her phone, heard his footsteps.

The black girl looked up and noticed the bag in his hand immediately.

“You’re back?”

“Yeah, let’s go begging together in a bit.”

Cheng Daqi clearly said “beg,” but if it were any other girl, she would only find him inexplicable, or even curse him as a ‘shrimp head.’

But the black girl only felt very happy, though she didn’t understand why she was.

“Chan, I thought you really ran off with those two B***Hs.”

Simplicity and cunning, courage and recklessness, confidence and arrogance often coexist.

Sani’s naïveté wasn’t just reflected in her loyalty to Cheng Daqi but also in her direct expression of disdain for those she didn’t like.

The “B***Hs” she referred to triggered her sense of gain and loss, yet she lacked the wisdom to control her own expressions.

She hadn’t even considered that the so-called ‘B***Hs’ might actually have a good relationship with Cheng Daqi.

“Haha, I wouldn’t run off with any girl.

What do you take me for, a male gold digger?” Cheng Daqi opened a bottle of water and gulped it down, then said.

“I remember that blonde girl, you were having dinner with her just yesterday, not sure if she caught herself a sugar daddy, driving a sports car and all.”

The black girl had no psychological burden, making up stories about his friend right in front of Cheng Daqi.

With a bitter smile and looking at the unconcerned Sani, Cheng Daqi hesitated before speaking.

“Sani, her name is Lisa, the second friend I made in America, she helped me a lot.”

From the beginning, he considered whether to recruit the black girl as part of his foundation in building his new life in America.

The answer to this question became unmistakably clear this morning.

However, because of Sani’s experiences and upbringing, she lacked a lot of basic knowledge and skills.

So, while saying this, Cheng Daqi watched Sani’s reaction closely.

As a friend, he needed to stand up for Lisa, but he also didn’t want his words to make Sani uncomfortable.

If Sani misunderstood, he would explain immediately.

“Chan, of course, I know she’s your friend, but…

can I say B***H isn’t a swear word?”

Obviously, the black girl understood what Cheng Daqi meant, and she quickly tried to explain herself.

“I just feel it’s unfair, seeing you not well today, I got you medicine, I gave you the ham I had hidden away, I bought you new clothes,

Heh, not new clothes, the clothes I bought for you were second-hand, but I gave you my best.

As for her, of course, she’s much richer than me, she can take you out to eat, give you such expensive water,

when you’re sick, she just drives her sports car and takes you to get treatment, you must think she treats you very well.

But…but, I….”

Sani’s sentences and word choices are always very simple, but this time, she went on in one breath for quite a while.

Her voice trembled slightly as she kept her head down, incessantly speaking the words she had thought about all day.

“When I was buying clothes for you today, I saw a big plastic bin at the second-hand store, and I thought, I should take one for you,

This morning I saw that the cardboard box in your tent was already very worn, and a plastic bin would be more useful and waterproof, too.

But I don’t have much money, so I could only steal one to bring back for you.”

After saying this, Heimei raised her head, her eyes stubborn, and she looked at Cheng Daqi indignantly.

This indignation, she couldn’t clearly define from where it came, but she knew that she was truly angry.

The image of Cheng Daqi touching Temir’s arm, laughing and talking, then getting into the car with those two B***Hs, ignited a sense of rage in her heart.

Cheng Daqi opened his mouth but didn’t know how to respond to Sani’s words.

He completely understood what Sani meant, which is why he found it hard to give an easy answer.

Superficial responses or evasions could be offered to less important people, but Sani was his most important companion right now, and he truly didn’t know where to begin.

The sixth day since landing in America had been incredibly intense.

A morning marred by a crushing cold, where taking medicine almost led to addiction.

Seeking a cure, he caught the eye of a wealthy woman, only to return home to a friend’s interrogation.

The system task was to survive ten days, and initially, Cheng Daqi’s main concern was safety.

Now, it seemed, his worry should be about being betrayed by a friend.

Though they were friends, their conversation suddenly felt like the familiar accusations of a girlfriend.

“Say something!”

Unable to bear Cheng Daqi’s silence, Sani was annoyed.

She had thought about what to say for an entire day.

In the context of LOL, it was as if she had gone all in, but Cheng Daqi didn’t respond at all, which upset her.

You could at least attempt to dodge, to show some basic respect for my ult, right?

“Sani, I want to say I’m very grateful for everything you’ve done for me, but I feel that just saying ‘thank you’ is too superficial.

I’m trying to figure out how to make you understand, or rather, what words to use to show you how important you are as a friend to me.”

This was Cheng Daqi’s heartfelt truth; his time with Sani had been too short.

Too short for him to clearly communicate to Sani how grateful he was, that he didn’t think any less of her because her wealth wasn’t on par with Lisa’s.

“You won’t despise me, will you?”

Thinking of the blonde’s sports car and Temir’s contemptuous look, Heimei’s tone inevitably dipped lower.

Cheng Daqi had not been in America long, but he had already made such impressive friends.

Compared to them, what was she?

Sani felt a sudden urge to laugh at herself for overestimating her own worth.

What made me think I could compare with them?

All day long, she had been pondering how to articulate her thoughts clearly.

At that time, she felt Cheng Daqi had done her wrong for the things she had done for him, turning around and getting close with other women.

But after she had spoken her mind word by word, Sani instead felt that her presence seemed not so necessary, even bothersome!

Yes, they were prettier than me, all of them white, richer than me, and they could offer him more help than me.

I have nothing but a broken tent, a broken family, and a pathetic, tattered life.

Why should I feel pained for my friend seeking out better people?

Rather than obsessing over whether Cheng Daqi cares more about me or his other friends,

I should wish him well, wish that he stays away from me, the farther the better.