Chapter 134: That year, that matter
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Southern City Awaits The Moon’s Return
- Young Master Yan
- 634 characters
- 2021-03-03 02:11:33
At that time, the Shen family didn't give her much money each year, and her life abroad was difficult. She worked several jobs before saving a sum of money, and went to study in another city alone, disguising her identity and age.
Thinking about it now, the names I gave myself back then were ridiculous. Because of the "gui" in the name, she called her a turtle, and she told others directly that she was called Xiaowu.
It was in that situation that she picked him up.
He was lying in the garbage dump at the time, his whole body was dirty, and his face had very serious injuries, like burns, like scratches, and more like injuries caused by an explosion. Those wounds were already inflamed, which made him suffer. The skin was swollen and he couldn't see the original appearance, and he fell there motionless, not knowing whether it was alive or dead.
Shen Yugui is not a warm-hearted person, but in a foreign country, she couldn't stand by when she saw such a Chinese man lying there.
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Fee house.
Fei Nancheng sat decadently on the balcony. The nonchalant man who usually laughed, but now collapsed on the carpet, his whole body was no longer rigid and strict. He put a finger on his knee, holding a cigarette, and the ashtray on the coffee table next to it was full.
He was like that, Xiaowu who thought about it all night like a self-abuse.
He thought of their first meeting...
At that time, he was dying and fell into the garbage, really thinking he was going to die. He looks terrible, and no one wants to help him when he is abroad. He didn't know how long he lay there until there were noisy noises around him.
At first, he could not hear clearly, but gradually became clearer. It turned out that there was a girl who used fluent English to ask others for help, but everyone rejected her.
He thought that the girl was a foreigner and didn't care.
After not knowing how long, the girl finally gave up asking for help.
She squatted next to him, suddenly sighed, reached out her hand to touch him casually, and said in Chinese: "Don't be nervous, I am not interested in the things on the dead, I just see if you have There is nothing worth selling for you to see a doctor..."
He was so badly injured that he couldn't open his eyes, and he couldn't say a word in his throat. He was in a foreign country and was calculated by the closest person. He thought he could not survive, but after hearing the kind Chinese, There was hope in my heart in vain.
This girl turned out to be a Chinese?
He tried hard to open his eyes and look at her.
The girl didn’t find anything, and she murmured in a bad temper:
Why there’s nothing! You are too, what’s good abroad? There are so few people here, there are so many rich people, but no one is willing to help you. The motherland is good? I don’t understand why so many people have to go abroad. If you have fallen to the point where you are today, you have to blame yourself!"
"Tell you, although you may be my fellow countryman, but there is no way. I can't even support myself. I really don't have the money to see a doctor. So if you die, don't blame me."
"In addition, I would like to advise you again. If you are reborn in your next life, remember to vote in Huaxia, but don't come here again! I'm leaving now!"
She babbled, obviously tangled, but finally chose to abandon him.
Hearing her footsteps fade away, he was not sad in his heart. He hadn't eaten or drank water for two days and two nights. He had given up his life long ago...