Maybe someone was smiling and patting me on the shoulder and complimenting me on the blade in his other hand.

Maybe it's just that when someone is helping me into the car, his eyes are full of greed.

Is this society?

Is this the reality?

Is this human nature?

I don't like that in the world.

......

The front desk of the hotel saw that I had not taken out the money for a long time, so I became impatient: "Do you have money or not? ”

I could only keep my head down and leave the small hotel.

From afar, the city's residential areas are lit up.

But none of the lights belong to me.

I was alone in the crowd.

"Wait a minute. "Someone from behind called me.

When I turned around, I saw a man who was as thin as a hemp rod chased out of the hotel.

"Don't you have money to stay in a hotel?" asked Ma Pole with a smile.

I nodded.

"It doesn't matter if you don't have money to stay in the hotel, you can live for free. It can also introduce you to work to earn money, not bitter or tired. Ma Pole smiled.

I get it.

In our village, there are women who go out to do this.

Within a few years, the whole house was renovated.

When I came back for the New Year, I still wore gold and silver.

But I don't.

I turned around and left.

Ma Zhu didn't give up, he came over and pulled my arm: "Little sister, think about it...... Ahh

The hemp stick covered the wound on the door of his head and screamed.

It turned out that after I got out of the car, I always held a tile I picked up on the side of the road in my hand to defend myself.

The hemp pole grabbed my arm, and I took the opportunity to give him a head blow.

"Let your mom think about it!"

After throwing off the next sentence, I ran away, and there was a big curse from the hemp stick behind me.

......

I don't have money to stay in a hotel, so I can only sleep on the streets at night.

Fortunately, the current season is not too cold.

I did not dare to linger any longer near the station.

Because the environment here is too complicated, I am also afraid of retaliation from that hemp pole.

Walking along the road, after walking for half an hour, I saw a street park.

I walked over.

"There's no direction ahead

I have no clothes on my body

Blood oozed wings

My tears were drenched in my chest

Flying and enduring injuries

Escaped from the hunter's gun

I lost feeling in my feet

I'm in a cold snow under my mood

Dear Mother

Dear friend

I will be firm

Live well

Silent earth

Silent skies

Red blood

Continue the flow

Even though it carries an eternal wound

At least I still have ...... freedom."

At the entrance of the park, there is a long-haired wandering singer who is singing with a guitar.

It's a nice song.

Although I don't know the name of the song at all.

But I had the illusion that the lyrics were written for myself.

It's exactly the same as my current state of mind.

Yes, even though I'm penniless and unaccompanied, at least I'm free.

So don't feel sorry for yourself, look at yourself and feel sorry for yourself.

A new life has just begun.

What is camping?

Is it more unbearable than sharing a bed with Cui Lao and Ma Dashao?

I lifted my spirits.

The wandering singers were still singing, but few of them stopped.

In the guitar case, there are only a few banknotes scattered around.

If I had money on me, I wouldn't be stingy.

But I don't have any money.

In the plastic bag in his hand, there were only half-eaten biscuits and an unopened bottle of water.

I put the water in the guitar case and headed inside the park.

There were benches in the park, so I found a chair and lay down on it.

The night sky is in the eye and the grass is around.

There are insect chirps.

I fell asleep.

I slept until midnight, but I heard someone say to me, "You slept in my place!"