At about 1 o'clock in the night, Liu Yan dragged heavy steps into the lanes of the urban village.

The night stretched her tired shadow to the elder.

She walked with great difficulty, resting every few steps, and her face looked particularly pale in the dim streetlight.

On the top floor of a four-story house at the end of the alleyway, there is a snail house of less than 10 square meters, which is her foothold in the city.

Like most migrant workers who come to the city, they are scattered around the city during the day and gather in a corner of the urban village at night.

They have always been passers-by in the city, and life has been a test for them.

Liu Yan is the same.

But she is different from most migrant workers, she is not only a passer-by in the city, she is also a passer-by in the world.

In the world, there is no home that truly belongs to her.

She had little memory of her mother, who had run away with another man when she was a month old.

My father's memory is also very vague, he was almost two years old when she was almost two years old, and he was sentenced to life for manslaughter because of a dispute with the people in the village.

Until the age of 16, she lived with her grandfather in the crumbling house of the village.

Shortly after his 16th birthday, Grandpa went to another world.

She lives alone in this world.

She is not very old, she is only 18 years old this year.

After her grandfather went, she ran to many places and made her home all over the world.

It was the longest time she had spent in F City, mostly because of the man.

Because the man reminded her of her father, whom she had met for many years in prison, in whom she seemed to find a vague shadow of her father.

The man was her foreman in the electronics factory, a large group of female workers, and the man took special care of her, always giving her the easiest work.

After work, I also invited her to have a supper at the stall in front of the factory.

It was in that small rental room that the man swore that he would be good to her for the rest of his life.

Buy her good food, buy her nice clothes, take her to the playground to play, take her to the movies......

It was after two years of wandering that she finally felt the warmth of home again.

She began to look forward to the future, it turned out that she could also have a decent home, a home where everyone could come home for dinner.

But the days didn't last long, and one day, the man said that he actually had another home.

Now the woman of the family has given birth to a son, and he is returning to the family.

After that day, the man didn't know where he had gone.

Before he left, he put five hundred dollars on the table for her to take good care of herself.

For the first time, she felt that it was difficult to let go, and stood at the door and asked the man faintly, her delicate face reflecting a reluctant look.

"Can you not go?"

"No, I'm a father, I don't want to be an irresponsible father," he said. ”

She thought of her father in prison, and she didn't want his child to be born without a father. She nodded.

"Alright, let's go!"

Then, she noticed a change in her body, she didn't eat much, but she grew fatter and fatter.

She didn't know that a new life was quietly being born in her womb, and she even wondered if she was sick.

I remember that there used to be a grandmother in the village, she just suddenly gained weight, and then the doctor said that she had an incurable disease, and soon after she went to another world.

She thought that since people live in this world, sooner or later they will have to go to another world, what is the difference between going late and going early.

No more suffering in this world.

I remember when my grandfather was sick, the doctor told my grandfather.

"Old man, in the next time, you can eat more delicious food, play some good things, and relax your heart."

But Grandpa didn't eat anything good, he was already too sick to vomit anything he ate.

The only old hen in the family, she originally wanted to kill it for her grandfather to stew soup to drink, but grandpa didn't, saying that this old hen was reserved for her.

After her grandfather died, she cut off the old hen's neck and put it in her grandfather's grave, hoping that her grandfather would have a good meal of chicken soup in another world.

Now it's her turn, and Kari still has some salary, plus the five hundred dollars that the man left her, and she eats all the delicious food.

The belly was getting bigger and bigger until after the night shift last night.

She didn't feel well, she felt afraid that the deadline had arrived.

She originally wanted to go back to the rental house and wait quietly to die, but when she passed through that community, she really couldn't hold on.

The devil sent the gods, and she walked in.

Her stomach was aching more and more, and she was covered in a cold sweat.

Under the phoenix tree in the corner of the wall, I don't know how long it has been.

That being was born.

At this time, she realized that she was not terminally ill, but pregnant.

When faced with this sleek little boy who was glowing white in the night, she didn't hesitate for a minute, and directly took the red bag she brought with her, put it in, and threw it in the trash can.

She struggled to even support herself, let alone raise a child.

Life is nothing to her, and there seems to be no difference between being alive and dead.

It's better not to live like a dog than to live.

The cargo of the stomach is unloaded, and it is extremely relaxed. In her opinion, it is like a tumor on her body, and now that this tumor has been removed, it is a good thing.

Maybe after getting this month's salary, she will have to change places.

That place gave her so many bad thoughts that she had to start all over again.

There is still a hint of chill on the spring night, and this alleyway always seems so long today.

In the past, she always liked to walk slowly, and she liked the feeling of walking in the night.

But today, her physical condition does not allow it, she has to go back as soon as possible, beat a poached egg, and drink a sip of hot soup.

Step by step, at the end of the alleyway, she still has to climb the stairs, and the narrow and difficult stairs are also a test for her.

The voice-activated lights in the hallway turned on and off, and went off and on.

Finally reached the fourth floor, and at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor was her small room.

This little dwelling was different tonight, the padlock at the door had been picked.

She smiled wryly, the thief was also in the wrong place, what could she steal when she was destitute?

Pushing open the door and turning on the light, she wanted to lie down first, cooking a poached egg.

But even this simple idea is a luxury for her.

Because, on her simple wooden bed, a strange man was sitting at this time.

The man was dressed in black and wore a large mask, and he could not see his original appearance.

She thought it was a very unlucky thief, who ran into a house like hers in the middle of the night, and was caught by the owner who went home.