After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Ye Xiaowu was immediately furious at the insult: "I'm a beggar, not a streetwalker. I only beg, not sleep with anyone!"

The middle-aged man was yelled at for no reason, and his face turned sour: "You don't sleep with me and squat here at night, who knows what you are doing!"

Although Ye Xiaowu is beautiful and has a good figure, she has a hot temper.

The middle-aged man didn't want to cause trouble, so he cursed "lunatic" and walked away.

The old beggar nearby had earned a lot of money after a night's work. He bought a super deluxe double burger from a nearby fast food restaurant and started eating it in big mouthfuls.

Ye Xiaowu looked at him eagerly like a stray puppy, eating mouthful after mouthful with great relish.

She only had breakfast today, and now it's ten o'clock in the evening, and her stomach is growling again.

People become malicious when they are desperate.

She looked at the sesame seed cake stall not far away, which was filled with round and rectangular sesame seed cakes. Based on her experience, the round ones must be sweet ones, and the long ones with onions are salty.

smell good.

After that, I want to have a few bites of both sweet and salty.

My stomach growled even louder.

What scholars do should not be called stealing.

Just as the boss turned around to knead the dough, Ye Xiaowu ran over, grabbed a random pancake, and ran away at lightning speed.

The boss chased after him and shouted, "Thief! Stop right there!"

As Ye Xiaowu ran, he took off the white pearl on his left ear and threw it back: "This pearl can buy you a stall of sesame cakes! Help me!"

The boss stayed where he was, panting, his hair disheveled in the wind, picking up the pearl earrings in total disbelief.

If it's fake, he will call the police tomorrow!

Ye Xiaowu squatted at the dimly lit alley, holding the round sesame cake in his hand and gnawing on it while humming.

It's so miserable, it's so miserable.

I didn’t steal the salty sesame cake.

It’s so delicious, but a bit choking. It would be better if I could have some juice.

He was just busy stealing the sesame cakes and running away, and he ran to the poorest and most chaotic shantytown on this street.

The street lights above her head flickered, and the sewer next to her emitted a disgusting sour smell. A few huge rats climbed down from the dilapidated shed and almost jumped on her head, scaring Ye Xiaowu so much that she screamed and jumped.

A little boy wearing only shorts rushed into the alley, savagely and quickly snatched the half-remaining pancake from her hand, and quickly disappeared at the end of the alley.

Shaobing, her shaobing!

The street light above my head suddenly went out with a crackling sound, and the alley was plunged into darkness.

The four things she fears most in her life are: fear of death, fear of being poor, fear of the dark, and fear of rats.

I have encountered three of them at the moment.

I broke down and cried out loud.

She huddled in the corner and cried until she was shaking, her brain chaotically flashing through many horrible yet familiar fragments of memories -

"Lock her up here!"

"Ye Xiaowu is most afraid of mice!"

"Let's go pick up a few big rats and throw them in!"

"Who told her to help that little mute? And she even likes to complain to the dean!"

"She's the only one who's brave! Teach her a lesson!"

In the dark little house, a big gray rat was jumping around on the ground, and a thin little girl was curled up in the corner, crying.

I don’t know how long they whimpered helplessly, but then with a “crack” sound, the match struck and emitted a light, illuminating the little mute and the little chatterbox.

Those fragments were like broken glass shards, each piece refracting light, but they could never be put together completely.

Dull pain in the head.

"Ye Xiaowu."

A deep and familiar male voice sounded in the dark alley.

She curled up there crying with her head dazed. There was a slight "click" in the darkness, and the lighter lit up, igniting a ray of fire that illuminated each other's faces.

Xiao Yan squatted beside her.

Ye Xiaowu raised his wet, pale face from his knees, looked at him slowly and dully, and almost subconsciously murmured a name: "Little Mute."

Xiao Yan was stunned.

The dim alley was lit up by flickering flames, and the huge rats hopping around near the sewers in search of food suddenly came into view.

Ye Xiaowu screamed and jumped onto Xiao Yan's back in no time, raising his feet high for fear of touching the rats.

She didn't care about that and called out to Xiao Yan: "Go! Go! It's about to jump over!"

Now it's like a sticky candy and I can't get rid of it.

Xiao Yan didn't stand up, but turned his head to ask the person on his back: "Leave? Where to?"

She barely hesitated: "Go back to the base! Go back to the villa! It's all right!"

You can go back anywhere, just don't stay here.

The man raised an eyebrow and said in a teasing voice, "Are you sure? You can't run away if you go back."

The huge rat jumped back and forth in front of him.

Ye Xiaowu's scalp went numb, his heart stopped beating, and he lay on his shoulder with a grin, whimpering, "I won't run away anymore. I won't run away again!"

God knows how afraid she is of mice and the dark.

Most likely it’s because of some trauma in childhood!

Xiao Yan didn't force anyone at all. He stood up slowly with her on his back and said, "You made your own choice. You can't regret it now."

Those arms tightly hugged his neck, and tears fell.

“Why do you freeze my money?”

Money is her lifeblood, this is more painful than killing her.

Xiao Yan carried her on his back and walked out of the dark alley, not knowing whether to comfort or coax her: "I'll thaw you out when we get home."

Ye Xiaowu: "I also want to eat sesame cakes..."

He frowned slightly, "Go home and eat delicious food, why eat sesame cakes."

Ye Xiaowu sniffed and said honestly, "I want to try the salty one."

What you didn’t steal is indeed the most fragrant.

Xiao Yan laughed and said, "You're still thinking about the salty sesame cake that you didn't steal?"

Ye Xiaowu was surprised and looked at his profile with tears in her eyes, "How did you know?"

How could he not know.

I drove with her all day.

In Nanyang, she was walking in such an alley in luxurious and beautiful clothes, like a poor puppy. Why did she think that the beggars and homeless people passing by did not dare to touch her?

Because she has a bad temper?

"Ye puppy."

"My name is not Ye Puppy."

Xiao Yan disagreed: "Don't you regret it?"

Ye Xiaowu: “…”

Xiao Yan: "What did you just call me?"

Ye Xiaowu didn't remember anything after a night of ups and downs in his wandering. When people are hungry, their brains stop working and they only think about how to fill their stomachs.

At this moment, the only thing on my mind is salty sesame cakes.

Xiao Yan carried her on his back and returned to the pancake stand, bought her a salty pancake, put her down, and ate it while sitting on a chair in the stall.

She ate too fast and choked several times, so Xiao Yan asked Lao Ying to buy some water.

Ye Xiaowu had something in his mouth and reminded in a slurred voice: "I want to drink grape juice!"

eagle:"……"

This is enough. Even after being so scared, he still eats and drinks and doesn’t treat himself badly.

She held the pancake in her hand and ate it, and felt a chill on her left ear.

Xiao Yan put the white pearl earring back on her ear and said, "White pearls for sesame cakes, Ye Xiaowu, what do you think?"

Not a change either.

It's a hard change.

She glanced at him with resentment and said, "You said the platinum bag was a fake bag, and the diamonds were glass. You can make up stories, but why can't I exchange the white bread for the sesame seed cake?"

I'm almost starving to death, what else can't I do?

The more he thought about it, the more wronged he felt. The tears that had been held back fell again. He viciously ate the sesame cake as if it were Xiao Yan, and choked up as he said, "So what if I'm a puppy? You forced me to do this. I'd rather be a puppy than see mice again."

Why are there so many sewer rats in this stupid place called Nanyang?

I'll go back and spread some rat poison to kill them.

Xiao Yan laughed out of anger, but when he saw her dishevelled appearance, fearful, cowardly and pitiful, she looked no different from a stray puppy. Yet even so, she still dared to yell at him.

You are the boss at home, right?

But in the past two days, she went on a hunger strike, cut her wrists, and wandered around for a day, but she never looked back. In the end, she was defeated by the rats.

She recalled how she was locked in a small dark room in an orphanage when she was a child. A group of bad kids chased her with rat tails and bullied her. She was so scared that she burst into tears.

The shadow cast by childhood is like a dark cloud and a rainstorm, which follows us throughout our lives.

Even if I don’t remember the past, I am still afraid of mice and the dark.

He raised his hand to wipe away the biscuit crumbs from the corner of her mouth, "Puppy Ye."

"what?"

"If you run away again, I'll throw you into a pile of rats."

He said the cruelest and most vicious words, but there was a faint smile of indulgence on his face.