Shui Han's cheeks were red and swollen, and the corners of her mouth were bloodshot, she was driven out after being robbed of the only dozens of pieces left and beaten by the proprietress.

Passers-by cast strange glances and pointed at Shui Han as they passed. In the eyes of others, Shui Han is similar to a beggar.

The afterglow of the setting sun shrouded the earth, gilding everything with a faint layer of gold, and the whole city looked so beautiful, lively and prosperous, but Shui Han felt that she was now in the cold abyss, and she did not belong to this shijie, or rather, this shijie had abandoned her at all.

At this moment, her heart is cold, her face is hot and painful, and her stomach is rumbling.

Pain and hunger tormented her, destroying her will little by little. The most uncomfortable thing is that there are some restaurants across the street, and the food billboards erected at the door are mouth-watering, but Shui Han can only look at it, she can't even afford a steamed bun!

Shui Han shrunk up, licked his lips, swallowed his saliva, touched his shriveled stomach, and remembered the delicacies that his mother had made before...... "Mom...... Where are you...... Hanhan misses you so much...... Hanhan wants to eat the white chopped chicken you made, as well as the braised chicken thighs...... There is also boiled beef...... Mom...... Hanhan is so hungry, Hanhan has no food to eat, and her mother ......" Shui Han was muttering, looking at the food not far from him, tears blurred his eyes...... She had only seen people who were too poor to afford to eat in books and on TV before, and she had never thought that what she thought was far away would really befall her.

It turns out that hunger is so painful, it turns out that people will really come to a day when they can't even drink saliva!

Shui Han's sadness is not only because of these, but also because of the confusion and fear in her heart. She's in a desperate situation, and she has no way out!

There has been no news from her mother for six years, and she has been deliberately avoiding thinking about the worst possibility. But in fact, if a person has been away for so long, and even her own daughter has not been in touch for six years, most likely she may have encountered an accident a long time ago and is no longer on this shijie. But Shui Han can't think about it, or she'll collapse. She could only comfort herself repeatedly, her mother was still alive, and she must wait for her mother to come back! No matter how hard it is, as long as you live, you will have the opportunity to reunite with your mother.

Yes, the water is now only the minimum requirement for a person - to live.

But how can she live? There are five cents left, and there is no one to rely on. Since she was a child, she has never seen relatives other than her mother, and even her father doesn't know who it is. Every time I asked my mother, I didn't get an answer.

Shui Han has no relatives and no friends, how long can she last? Maybe she can sell blood, she can continue to look for a job, but this can't solve the immediate need, she is hungry, she wants to eat now, even if it is a bottle of water!

In the big eyes that were at a loss, crystal tears fell down one by one, and Mizuhan Zuihou lowered his head, buried his face in his knees, and held his head in both hands, in great pain...... Do you really want to be a beggar?

Shui Han was desperate. It is a kind of sorrow from the depths of the soul, miserable, like a person who walks into the vast darkness of the night and falls into a deep pit, surrounded by only cold and darkness, with no light and no way out......

"Little sister, we meet again." A man's voice rang above Shui Han's head, but she didn't look up because she wouldn't feel like it was calling her