She did not expect that after twenty years of peaceful rice insect life, she had imagined countless times that an accident would change her life, but the accident actually happened. Well, is it too late to regret now?
Looking at the items in front of him, Bingyan was stunned.
In fact, she can't be blamed for this. She is just a little flower who has not experienced any storms under the protection of her family. When she looked at the snake she was most afraid of, which should never appear on the concrete street, it was already good that she didn't scream and faint. Okay, it's not a flower seedling, it's a fruit. But I haven't graduated yet, so it's not wrong to say that it's a flower watered by a gardener. Not to mention that the word fruit brings to mind a bad magician.
But what to do now, how to deal with this thing?
So, on New Year's Eve in 2008, on a remote street, next to a dim streetlight, a woman, a dead snake, and a figure lying under the streetlight stood in a stalemate.