"Get out, get out, and ask for food-" On this day, An Yimo endured hunger and passed by a cake shop, and the owner in front of the door scolded coldly.

An Yimo didn't speak, turned around and ran away quickly.

She didn't know what to do, and she didn't know how long she would last.

Through the lively crowd, An Yimo came to a messy vegetable market, and there were many rotten vegetable leaves on the ground.

After looking at it, An Yimo bit his lower lip hard, plucked up the courage to pick up the rotten vegetable leaves on the ground and put them in a plastic bag.

Once, twice - gradually there was nothing more.

An Yimo knew that she couldn't fall, she couldn't.

As long as you get through this time, the days after that will be much better.

With such a thought in mind, An Yimo spent some time with difficulty.

It's been a terrible time, and I've always eaten the last meal without the next meal.

"Hey, Yimo, look at how you're getting thinner and thinner. You are so hardworking and kind, you shouldn't be unable to find a job, why-" One day, An Yimo returned to the place where he lived, and the landlord and aunt suddenly came over and said with concern.

Hearing this, An Yimo didn't speak, but smiled slightly.

She knew very well that something very simple for them was indeed very difficult for her.

If you don't dislike it, help me with some chores later. Look, that's good. The landlady paused, saw that An Yimo was leaving, and said quickly.

Hearing this, An Yimo quickly turned back to the landlady and said. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted.

*

"Yimo, Yimo-are you okay" I don't know how long it took, An Yimo finally woke up. The first person she saw when she opened her eyes again was the landlady, and in the face of her distressed expression, An Yimo was moved to cry.

"Ouch, don't cry, don't cry. Child, poor child, seeing you reminds me of my youth—" said the landlady, her eyes suddenly flashing rapidly. "I hope you don't go astray."

An Yimo choked and raised his eyes to her. "I know, I won't, Auntie."

"That's how this society is. But we can't admit defeat, those who don't admit defeat will be respected wherever they go, you know? The landlady sniffed, touched An Yimo's face, and said earnestly.

Listening, An Yimo quickly nodded in agreement.

*

"Yi Mo, I found you, it turns out that you live here, Yi Mo-" An Yimo had just come back from A University and was about to go back to his room, when suddenly Jin Mingze broke over.

Seeing him, An Yimo was shocked.

"How did you get here, go away—" An Yimo paused.

Jin Mingze was very thick-skinned, not only did not retreat, but intensified. "Hmph, I know I was bad before, but I know it's wrong, what do you want? Yimo, let's make peace, okay? ”

Facing him, An Yimo was stunned for a moment and then said. "Impossible."

yes, deceive her like that, make her lose everything. How could she possibly forgive him unless she was stupid.

"Hey, what are you doing? If you don't leave, I'll call the police. Suddenly, the landlady rushed over and threatened Jin Mingze......

Seeing this, Jin Mingze fled in disgrace.

Looking at his departing figure, An Yimo slowly squatted down and sobbed uncomfortably.

"Alright, alright. There are always times when we make mistakes, and there are always people who recognize mistakes. Don't be sad—" The landlady touched An Yimo's hair and said distressedly.

What a poor child, looking at the landlady felt very uncomfortable.

"Uh-huh, thank you, Auntie. I'm fine, I'm fine. Don't worry, I'll be fine. An Yimo cried for a while, then stood up, wiped his tears, and said.

Hearing this, the landlady was relieved.

After sending off the landlady, An Yimo began to write.

In the past few days, she has been writing day and night, and after she finishes writing, she votes for the magazine.

I really hope that these can be exchanged for some expenses to add some subsidies to her difficult life.

For this reason, An Yimo stayed up for a long time every night.

This evening was no exception, but unlike usual, her first manuscript fee was due tomorrow.

As soon as he thought of this, An Yimo was very happy.

If this is possible, then she will not have to look for a job in the future, and she will no longer have to be bullied.

The nights are very long, and An Yimo always feels like a year.

Keep looking at the time, keep telling yourself to sleep, sleep, but I just can't sleep.

"Bang-"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang downstairs.

An Yimo quickly got up and looked through the window.

There were three people standing faintly below, holding bricks in their hands and smashing them at the landlady's house.

"Bastard-" An Yimo clenched his fingers and cursed in his heart.

These people are simply so lawless-

……