At the beginning of October, it was rare for the day to clear after a few days of continuous rain, the air was slightly moist, the sun shone warmly on people's bodies, and the temperature was just right.

On the first day of the National Day, Su Zheng rested at home for half a day.

The sky outside the house was clear, and she looked at the blue sky, slowly planning the rest of her life.

Withdrawn from her original family, she rejected the kind adoption of Xia You's family, and rented a rental house where she could live with some of her mother's savings and the odd money she saved from her part-time job during the summer vacation.

There are bedrooms, living rooms, and kitchenettes, but some things are old and gray, but fortunately, the landlord sees that she is not very old, and she is soft-hearted and collects some rent.

Those things barely worked, but I didn't care.

Bicycles were scrapped shortly after school started, and they had to earn money for transportation first.

As I was thinking, the screen of my phone on my side lit up.

Su Zheng swiped across the screen, and Xia You sent her a message.

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the [green] 202 box.

Su Zheng suddenly remembered that Xia You's birthday was also in these days.

Because of her and Big Boss Lu's affairs, her mind has been on it for the past few days, and she has forgotten to prepare a gift for Xia You.

Xia You's news reminded her.

==Actually, she can be cheeky and not give gifts, after all, she has a friendship with Xia You's dead skin for more than ten years.

And with her current living conditions, Xia You won't say much.

She lay on the bed, her chin against her phone, and thought about it, let's not be so stubborn.

The sunlight outside the window slanted into the window, and the textbooks and homework on the desk were scattered, and she felt a little more relieved, and got up to look in the mirror.

The black scab on the forehead has fallen off, and a few small pieces of hair cover the original scab marks that have fallen off, some of which are whitish but not noticeable.

Touching the small mark that did not match her skin, the image of a man smashing her head with porcelain flashed in her mind, her expression was cold, and she gradually put away her coldness.

Days like this don't belong to her anymore.

She didn't have to wear that hat anymore.

In the corner of the table, the cap that had been placed was much dimmer compared to the other illuminated books.

The ingredients in the refrigerator were bought at the vegetable market a few days ago, and the orders she made after class were basically before the vegetable vendors closed their stalls.

The good vegetables were all picked and selected, and some of the remaining vegetable vendors sold them at low prices, and she took them all.

Leaving the attachment of her family, the first thing she learned was to plan for a good life.

Some of the vegetables were green and green, wilted partially, and she cut them off and put them in the sink.

She simply made a lunch and filled her stomach.

Xia You's birthday party is set for eight o'clock in the evening, and in the afternoon, in addition to preparing a birthday present, she has to find a job that suits her.

Before going out, she tied her head with a ball and changed into a refreshing outfit, without the restraint of the hat on her hair, her scalp would not sweat, which made her feel a lot more comfortable.

Su Zheng, who hadn't faced the sun for a long time, walked out of the corridor, and the light pierced her eyes in an instant, and she was a little uncomfortable.

Five fingers covered her eyes, the bifurcated slit let in the temperature of the sun, and her mood slowly improved with the cool and comfortable weather.

For nearly a month, she has not adapted to her new environment.

Fortunately, the weather encouraged her.

National Day is a statutory holiday, and most people choose to go out shopping on such days and in such weather.

There were a lot more people on the street than usual, and Su Zheng walked into a model shop with a relatively small storefront.

When he came out, he had an extra gift bag in his hand.

Directly opposite the storefront, the street was full of people, and the boy stared at the model shop opposite, his eyes unoblique, thoughtful.