Chapter 1116: Where to stay

She shrank her body and sat under the bridge hole for one night. Until the day lighted up, she climbed up the bridge, and then lowered her head and walked forward, removing her excessive thinness. body of. She was alone by removing the clothes and hats on her hair and the various smells from her body.

Yes, it’s just a person, but what’s behind her is that she can’t get rid of the evil and dirty, and the body is sick, she is almost even worse than a ghost.

Who is she still?

And who made her such a person is not a ghost or a ghost, and who, she wants to know, who is that?

She touched the money in her pocket, and when she passed a bun shop, she waited there for half a day until no talents came up.

She took a hundred dollars from her hand and put it on the table, but she took a step back. She was not afraid of others being dirty, she just didn’t want to infect others, although she knew that the disease was just touching It was not contagious with one touch and casual contact, but she still dared not.

"We can't find it," the lady at the bun shop picked up a hundred dollars on the table for half a day, and wanted to earn the money, but it really couldn't be found.

"Sister, do you have old clothes, you don't have to find them."

Yan Huan raised her face, and the hat on her head blocked most of her face. At this time, there was still some blue on her face, and her eyes were also blue-gray, full of hidden gentlemen.

Fortunately, it was just because the hat was too big, so she blocked most of her face. You can see that her eyes are very large, but there is no expression. The most likely thing is to make people think that she escaped from the poor, poor.

But this shot is a hundred dollars, but it is really so poor.

"Old clothes?" The woman at the bun shop remembered this, and then remembered, "Yes, there are some, you wait," she said, and she ran to her house. A bag of clothes came out.

"I wore all these clothes, although they are old, but I have washed them. Do you think they work?"

The woman is still worried. After all, the hundred dollars are worthless, but no one is stupid to buy an old dress.

"Thank you elder sister," Yan Huan did not pick, she took the buns and clothes and left. Should she be thankful for the days she used to stay in Chenjia Village, at the very least, when she was alone, she could live no matter what Go on.

She looked at the plastic bag in her hand. There were not many things in the bag, probably a few pieces, but everything was there, a set of autumn clothes, a sweater outside, and a pair of warm pants, And a pair of cotton pants that are not too short or too long.

In fact, I know at a touch that this is not expensive clothes. If it is true, it is impossible for others to give her. Besides, people who can buy such expensive clothes cannot go out and sell buns.

She found an unoccupied place and took off her clothes. The clothes had been worn for too long, sweating after body, dirty and smelly, and staying in that place for a long time, it seemed The body was moldy, and the clothes became harder. When they took off, Yan Huan felt that if the clothes were worn like this, they might all be smashed to death.

Don’t talk about the clothes outside. In fact, the clothes inside are almost the same. They are all hard and cold, and the cold wind blows on her body. A layer of goose bumps has been frozen on her in a short time. She was busy. She changed into new clothes. The new clothes were not too comfortable. Even if she stayed in Chenjiacun for a year or so, at first she was poor and did not even have a decent clothes, but she was still nourished by these years of life. When it's gone, she feels uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

She looked at the clothes on the ground and finally wanted to pick them up, but she didn't pick them up at the end. There were too many things in this dress and there were too many memories.

And she is no longer worthy, and she doesn't want it anymore.

She packed the clothes in bags, then lit the clothes, and sat there alone, the fire shining on her face, still pale and terrible, she touched her wrist, and there was still puncture and pain on her wrist.

She carefully pulled open the sleeves of the cotton coat, and saw that there was almost no good skin on her arm, and those pinholes of different sizes, so densely existed on her arm, almost all It was terrifying and shocking.

She quickly lowered her sleeves, and the sudden pain in her heart was almost all unbearable.

The clothes have gradually burned to ashes, everything from the past, from her past, the past memory, and the past life, just like this dress, there will be no more since then.

She put her hand in her pocket again and took out something. The man who thought she was a ghost used to open the road for 3,500 yuan. The original 500 in her body may be disdainful. Take, she has four thousand yuan, and these four thousand yuan, in this place of the sea market, sometimes even one month's living expenses are not.

Four thousand yuan, in the place of Haishi, cannot survive, not to mention a hidden gentleman like her, or a patient, a patient of AIDS carrier.

She dare not imagine, and then took out a necklace from her neck, this is a platinum necklace ring, the gem above is worth some money, and the other is that she has a card, the card is rich There are still quite a few, but the card is useless. She can withdraw money, but as long as the money in the account moves, Lu Yi will know unless she wants to make her trace.

She stood up, and the clothes behind her had turned to ashes. With a cold wind, she gradually didn't know where she flew, disappeared, maybe disappeared.

And some things, ruined, ruined, disappeared or gone, disappeared or disappeared, it is impossible to find them again, just like her mother.

She packed her face tightly, and then bought a mask, almost all of her whole face was wrapped, and gloves.

She put on her gloves, and now everything was wrapped except her eyes were exposed, including her face with obvious wrong color, and what she was still looking for was a place to live, a She has lived, and may not be able to let other people live.

However, where to find such a place, where would she want to contain.