The New Year is approaching.
The day before my grandma packed it up and gave it to an old bachelor in the village.
I ran away from the village.
Standing at the entrance of Mixue Ice City, I swallowed.
I only have the last two dollars left in my pocket.
Can turn around,
I put the money into the beggar's bowl on the roadside.
And took him home with him who was suffering from the same disease.
In order to survive in the city,
I have delivered takeout, worked odd jobs, and served fruit plates at KTV.
On the little beggar's birthday,
I used the money I saved to buy a piece of his favorite cake.
But when I turned around in the KTV box, I saw him wearing a brand name and holding a cigarette between his fingertips.
Someone asked him with a smile.
"Brother Ming, she doesn't look like Sister Chuchu, right?
After taking the last drag of his cigarette, he puffed out the smoke.
"Of course it's different, she's much easier than Shen Chuchu. "
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Intention: stop loss in time