Cinderella's Journey to Darkness

In the dark night of minus five degrees Celsius, Xu Yinzi stood on the empty bus stop, put his frozen hands into his jacket pocket, and took out the three one-yuan coins that were still warm, thinking in his heart that if the only three yuan were used to take the bus, there would be no money for tomorrow's meal. "Alas! This is really a dilemma!" Xu Yinzi sighed in frustration. "Better walk!" However, it is not easy to walk nearly ten stops. After just one stop of walking, the eight-centimeter-high high-heeled shoes caused blood blisters on both feet. Every step he took was like a heart-wrenching pain. But what can be done? You have to walk the road you choose even on your knees. At this time, a strong cold wind blew, and Xu Yinzi couldn't help shivering. He felt that his body in thin clothes was crumbling, like a withered leaf, being swallowed by the strong wind at any time. Misfortunes never come singly. At this time, a truck coming from far and near was rushing towards Xu Yinzi and hit him before Xu Yinzi could react. Xu Yinzi fell down and closed his eyes slowly. "Are you free?" He asked with his remaining consciousness. However, the silent night had no answer, only endless coldness.