In the end, she came out of the household administration bureau with a piece of paper, and she was amazed in her heart.

That's fast enough!

From this moment on, she is no longer a black household, she can be regarded as a famous and surnamed person, at least she has a household registration, and many things can save a lot of trouble in the future.

In a very good mood, she opened the car door and was about to get into the car, but suddenly.

"Huh?"

The Buddha said that only 500 times of looking back in the past life can be exchanged for once in this life.

She looked at the man across the street.

I thought, "Ape dung."

Isn't this because I rubbed my shoulders on my shoulders in my last life, so I met a stranger twice in a row?

It was the long, wavy line, ragged and dressed like a beggar, with a small stick in his hand, the blind man he had met near the bus station before, who could not see.

The other party was sitting on the side of the road, with few relatives, his head down, wearing a dirty scarf and hat, and he couldn't see his face.

In winter, the weather was cold, the snow was cold, and he was even more silent, even with the side of the world where he was, even the already low temperature dropped a few points again.

It's as if the whole world has abandoned it.

She frowned.

This man is a tramp?

Don't have a home?

It was not early, and he was alone outside, and he couldn't see it, and he looked very pitiful.

The man moved slightly, his hand covering his stomach as if he was hungry.

But the whole person seemed very numb and lost his vitality and vitality.

I suddenly remembered that in my previous life, in the base of the last days, there are many ordinary people like this guy, who have no ability to survive, and can only help people do some lowly work, but even if they do the work, they may not be able to exchange for a mouthful of dry food, it all depends on the person's face to live.

The world is very cruel, no matter where it is, the law of the jungle is the foundation.

There are so many poor people in the world, she can't control them.

Pulling the car door, she got into the car.

But not long after.

……

How long has it been?

He stretched out his hand and shook it in front of him, but his hollow eyes, unfocused, were still pitch black.

From that day on, he was completely out of sight, and all that was left before his eyes was darkness.

He had no concept of time, he didn't know day or night, he felt panicked at first, but gradually he got used to it, he could distinguish the footsteps around him, and he could hear the lively noise.

It seems that God has compensated him, he has lost the ability to 'see', and his energy is instead focused on 'listening', and he is becoming more and more sensitive to sound.

But how long can you live when you are penniless?

The stomach has long been empty, the only thing he is glad about is that it is cold at this time, his last meal was the snow he ate yesterday morning, there are sand grains in the snow ball, bite into the mouth, hold it in the mouth, gradually melt into water, the frozen mouth is wooden, the more he eats, the colder it gets.

But if you don't eat it, your body probably won't be able to hold it.

And even if you eat it, it will probably be a drop in the bucket, not enough to survive.

He can clearly feel that his body is getting weaker and weaker, but there is no way to do it, and after being deprived of the ability to see, the world is full of dangers, unease, and too many unstable factors for him.

In particular, he was still worried in his heart, worried about many things, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He can't even take care of himself now, he can't see the road signs, he can't tell the direction, he walks aimlessly with his eyes closed, and he probably can't be sure when he will crash into the tiger's den in Longtan.

Pulling up the scarf on his face, he hugged his arms,