In M City, Australia, it is late at night. The culture here is that after 6 p.m., the downtown businesses close their doors, and people only love restaurants and bars.

The hottest Three Monkeys bar in the city center is filled with alcohol and loud laughter. At the bar, among the tall Westerners, there was a petite Oriental woman. Holding a tall cocktail glass in his hand and lowering his head, he seemed listless and out of step with the lively scene.

"Another martini." She called the bartender.

Because there are not many oriental women in this local bar, the bartender looks at her twice. Long black hair, delicate skin like a porcelain doll, and eyes like black pearls are very charming. He didn't dare to guess her age and be able to come in here, of course, after being checked by the guards at the door, but she looked like a high school student. Thinking a lot in his heart, but not slow in his hands, he poured the mixed wine into the blue wine glass, and handed it over. This was already the fifth cup, and he wanted to persuade her to drink less, but when he heard the guests urging him, he had to follow her.

Her name is Han Shuiqing, and she is twenty-nine and thirty this year.

It is said that the thirty-one flowers of women must be the yellow flowers of tomorrow. She doesn't understand, she has always been well-behaved and not stupid, what caused her to be in today's miserable world?

Seven years ago, she came to Australia with the style of going abroad, and fulfilled her dream of studying in a good university. After studying hard for three years, I finally got a double master's degree in financial law and successfully immigrated. However, it is difficult for a foreign graduate with no work experience and a high degree to find a job in the local area, and after repeatedly hitting a wall, he can only do odd jobs everywhere, mostly in coffee shops and factories. In order to save money, she even went to work on the farm. Ten hours of farm work in the sun is definitely not suitable for women. She went once, tanned off two layers of skin, and didn't want to go again. Now, she works as a clerk in a cosmetics factory.

Why is it mixed up like this? Han Shuiqing sighed again. Her parents sold the house for her tuition and living expenses. Now that he is retired, his family's financial situation, which was quite passable, has become embarrassing. It's not that I haven't thought about returning to China, but now that the Turtle Sect has become the Haisha Gang, an older international student like her will have to lose her job when she goes back. The alumni who graduated at the same time are all prosperous in China, teaching her how to be embarrassed.

Her head was a little dizzy, and what was in front of her swayed from side to side, and for a moment she forgot where she was. Puzzled, it turned out to be a bar, and I usually think it is very luxurious, and I will never come to the place.

But why is she here today? I couldn't help but put my hand in my pocket and took out my phone to check the time. That's right, the phone. It's all to blame on that damn international call. Lu Manli, this woman just doesn't want her to have a good time. didn't think the phone bill was expensive, so he specially called her to tell her that Bai Zixi was married, and his wife and children were owned at the same time, so he was happy.

What era? It's obviously a scandal about Fengzi's marriage, and it's so logical to say.

Bai Zixi! The wine in the blue glass was drunk in one gulp. She knew that all the misery was due to the name. If you don't have a crush on him, your grades won't plummet. If she hadn't plummeted and been admitted to a third-rate university, she wouldn't have held her breath and insisted on going abroad. If she hadn't gone abroad, she wouldn't have become a rootless duckweed here.

I really want to go home. In that beautiful city, is there still a place for her to stay?

"Miss, are you alone?" A man's voice. In the midst of the loud voices, it is actually quite good.

Although she has never been in a relationship, she also knows that there is such a thing as pick-up. The remaining reason told her that it was time to go, otherwise a drunken single woman would cause others to misunderstand and think that she would invite a one-night stand.

"You've drunk too much, so let's call for a glass of water." The man said again.

He was very close to her, but he didn't lean closer, keeping a little distance. He smells of good perfumes, Divana, the elegant gentleman's collection, not strong, but smells of roses. She tilted her head slightly, her vision was blurred, she could barely see his facial features, and she was a very good-looking man. With black hair and black eyes, he is also Asian, and he is a very mixed Asian.

Although she is down to this point, she is not willing to have a one-night stand. With a flick of his right hand, he jumped out of his chair and stumbled out.

"Miss, do you need my help?" A voice came from behind him.

She couldn't hear the malice, but she was sick of it. What a fake! To put it bluntly, good men don't come to such places. The footsteps chased two steps, then drowned out by the voices, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Push open the door, and the night air is crisp. She took several sharp puffs, her stomach churning.

I want to vomit!

She immediately looked around, saw a dark alley next to the bar, hurried over, leaned against the wall, bent down, and vomited the contents of her stomach.

His breathing changed from rapid to softened, and his head seemed to have a hint of clarity. Just then, she heard a voice, and her ears fell.

"No, don't come here...... Help, help! "Someone is calling for help.

She has never been a nosy person, she is very timid, otherwise she would not have had a crush on someone for more than ten years and would not dare to confess. However, she drank wine tonight, and it was so bold that she dared to go deeper into the alley.

"Do you need me to call the police?" She saw two shadows in the dark corner at the end of the alley, one hideous and the other cowardly.

", Yellow-skinned Pig." Probably seeing her appearance under the lamp, the hideous shadow dismissed, "Take care of yourself, otherwise you will be unlucky." ”

Yellow-skinned pigs? She is already a citizen of this country, and yet she has to suffer this humiliation. When I returned to my hometown, I didn't feel real. Who is she? Where does it belong? Anger rushed up.

"Police, police, help, there are robberies here." She turned and ran out.

"Damn, shut up!" The shadow immediately caught up.

"Help, come and help, I'm going to kill someone!" She hated, hated this irreversible fate.

There was a person in front of her, who should have seen her, and hurriedly shouted something into the street, and there were voices and footsteps hurrying over.

"Die!" The shadow flew at her, holding a dangling knife aloft.

With severe pain in his waist, Han Shuiqing staggered and fell to the ground. When I touched it, it was a hot liquid, bright red. She couldn't help but want to laugh, people are unlucky, and they stuff their teeth when they drink cold water! She has nothing left, and now it seems that even her life is dying.

Two people dragged the robber away, she was trying to breathe, but she couldn't breathe in oxygen, and her eyes were getting green.

"Miss, are you alright?" It's the man I just accosted again.

She regretted it and should have developed with him. Such a high-quality man, even if it is a one-night stand, is much better than dying miserably after losing everything.

But, as if it was too late, she was no longer visible.

The breeze blowing in my ears is like a hometown, with the unique moisture of the river, wrapping up the chaotic consciousness. At the last moment, pray silently – if you can, bring her soul home.