London at the beginning of July is clearly not a good time.

The sky here was gloomy most of the time, and the whole field of vision looked like an old film of the last century, and when the forest bank came out of the bridge unkempt, there was already a thin young man lying there.

There is no way, even if you are a homeless person, there is oppression and resistance. Anyway, Lin An is now a successful rebel.

She carried an old watch she had just picked up from the other person, and the time showed that it was half past three in the afternoon.

The watch was a Rolex, and considering that it was taken off the wrist of a homeless man, it was obviously not the right way to go.

But it doesn't matter, in the face of survival, etiquette and shame can be temporarily put aside.

It's like the clothes on her body are a little rancid now, and her hair hasn't been washed for more than a week. But as a wandering little girl, of course, the dirtier the safer.

In London in 1991, life in a welfare home was barely viable, but as a little girl on the outside but a mature social animal on the inside, Lin An really had no choice but to imagine her life in an orphanage.

It took her a whole month to get acquainted with the world, and another month to save her first living funds.

Now he has nearly twenty pounds on his body.

Not to mention anything else, short-term food and clothing can be guaranteed.

It's time to think about it, how to earn money and ensure safety with this body that is more than ten years old?

She had washed herself before - the fine white skin and soft contours of the Oriental, with deep eye sockets and a high nose bridge...... The beauty of the half-breed was so vividly displayed in Lin An that she had to bury herself in the garbage heap.

But this sloppy image made her unable to even be self-reliant.

Life has never been so hard.

At this moment, the sound of jingling bells was heard in the distance—

Bicycle!

Lin An cheered up and stood on the side of the road.

After so much time, she considered that she might wear books and movies, but two months was enough time to wear out all illusions.

The wait was only for the young postman.

The bell is getting closer and closer, and a young figure on a bicycle appears at the end of the path. The other party has unkempt brown curly hair, and his facial features are quite handsome-

Of course, it's best not to look closely.

Otherwise, the aesthetics of the native Chinese in the previous life really can't appreciate the freckles on the face.

"Hey! Lin ！ ”

"Hey, Hank!"

Hank propped up his bicycle with one foot and dug out a thick educational magazine from the back pouch:

"I got it at the post office," he said to Lin An, obviously familiar with this kind of easy fishing: "If there are any riddles, prize essays, arithmetic problems, etc., you will have another income." ”

Lin An stretched out his hand to take it, pretending to ignore the black mud between his fingernails - since he was camouflaging, he had to camouflage to the end. Unless she can guarantee her safety, she will never dress up clean and decent.

Even if the other side is Hank, who is already familiar.

Hank obviously sighed a little: "Lin, your eyes are beautiful, I don't understand why you don't want to go to the shower?" ”

A decent worker can't understand the grievances of a homeless girl.

Lin An smiled and said nothing, only buried his head in the old magazine.

And at this moment, Hank suddenly remembered:

"That's right! There is your reply! ”