Burning Passion: Love Never Die

But she didn’t want to complain, because she had seen Jared’s and

Dixon’s rooms too. Compared to their rooms, hers was much better. The conditions were indeed terrible. The room was simple with only a wooden bed, a rickety table, a chair, a broken desk and an old wardrobe.

Everything was seen at a glance.

The only thing to comfort Debbie was that there was a new and clean set of bedding. She counted herself lucky for that.

It was getting darker outside. After dropping off their own Luggage at their different rooms, the group gathered at the village head’s house and had dinner together.

The village head had prepared enough food for the guests. On the long table, various dishes were served, everything from fresh farm ingredients. There was rabbit meat, turkey, pork and fish. ALL generously provided by farmers across the village. Although the dishes didn’t look all that decorated, the aroma aroused Debbie’s appetite.

After a moment of hesitation, Gregory finally picked his chopsticks and took a bite. But the other girls sat still, sipping at their cups of hot tea, to get some warmth. Gus and Jared, both born into aristocracy, kept killing time by playing games on their phones, without even lifting their chopsticks. Debbie couldn’t help but nudge Jared, and persuaded in a hushed voice, “Jared, eat something. Show some respect to the villagers!”

Debbie knew sacrifice it must have taken the women who volunteered to prepare the meals. ‘The villagers would find it insulting, if we don’t eat, ‘ she thought.

Reluctantly, Jared pursed his lips, put his phone aside and grabbed his chopsticks to pick a few slices of meat.

However, Gus didn’t care. He remained glued to his phone. Unimpressed by his aloofness, Debbie rolled her eyes, but she didn’t want to wheedle him.

As the team leader, Dixon, realized it was incumbent on him to address

Gus’ indifference and maybe discourage anyone who might have similar thoughts. So when all the villagers went outside, he rose up to speak.

“Hey, guys, Listen to me! The villagers have devoted a lot of effort to prepare this meal for us. Maybe these foods are not good enough for you guys, but for them, these are the best. Probably, they will only have the chance to enjoy such a big meal once a year, on New Year. So let’s be considerate enough, just Like what Debbie said. Eat some and show respect to the villagers, okay?”

After Dixon’s words, all the students obeyed him and began eating the food, except one person.

Once more, Debbie rolled her eyes. But she came up with an idea. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

“Dixon, do we have anything to charge our phones tonight?” she asked.

Maybe that would destruct Gus.

Dixon instantly understood what Debbie meant to say.

“No,” he answered, his gaze fixed on Gus.

Earlier when they dropped off their luggage, all of their attention was on how bad the living conditions were, so nobody noticed whether there was any socket in the room or not. Thus, when everyone heard

Dixon’s answer, they woke up to another unpleasant reality. That was an inconvenience to their digital lifestyles.

But right then, the village head and the other villagers came in with some pots of wine in their hands. Seeing them coming in, the students had to suppress their complaints and quietly ate the food again.

Still twiddling his fingers on the phone, Gus squinted at Debbie.

“Stupid!” he spat out.

Obsessed with his phone as he was, he had taken the time to check if there was a socket in his room, and to his relief, there was. So he could play on his phone all he wanted without worries on where to recharge.

Since Gus would not budge, Debbie took out her phone and texted him.