The end of the day is a dump

After Wuxue reached an agreement with the singer, the singer was not as persistent as before. Instead, he changed his appearance completely, like a guinea pig that saw the food, looking at Wuxue with a halazi. Wuxue felt that she was not like a person anymore, like a stack of walking banknotes, wherever she moved, the singer would stare at it.

"I said, can you stop looking at me?" Wuxue sat on the round table and made herself a cup of tea very consciously.

The singer smiled awkwardly and rubbed his hands: "If you don't watch it, don't watch it. Let's make an agreement and pay tomorrow."

Wuxue rolled her eyes at the singer: "I won't miss you."

The singer said "Hey", she gave a smirk of satisfaction and then fell silent. Although she didn't look at Wuxue again, she still stayed by Wuxue's side and remained motionless.

"Can you do something else?" There were too many things that happened in the past two days, and Wu Xue was already in a low mood, and was really annoyed by this ugly and clingy guy.

The singer rested her chin and thought for a while, but she couldn't think of anything, so she asked, "What do you think I should do?"

"Aren't you a waste collector? Are you pulling your cart to work?" Wuxue emphasized again: "I can't run!"

The singer was immediately happy, which made Cai Wuxue confused.

"What are you laughing at?" Wu Xue asked.

"You said, why do I collect waste?" Singer asked Wuxue again.

"Qian..." Wuxue suddenly didn't want to continue this topic. She only felt that she was one head and two big. The tail of the crane, which is a small job, was plotted against by a novice yesterday, and what is even worse today is that a scavenger sat in the room and guarded it all day.

Wuxue suddenly felt angry again, so she slapped the singer with her backhand.

"Why did you hit me!" The singer was so stupid, why did he get slapped for no reason?It just turned out that nothing happened.

"You're ugly!" Wuxue said, she couldn't think of any other reason.

"I..." As he spoke, the singer ran to the mirror in the room and looked at himself. It looked a bit ugly. His face was covered in dust, but now it is fine. There is a slap mark on the left side of his face. He just showed his face.

"It's not my fault that I'm ugly." The singer covered his face, Nuonuo said.

"Then don't you know how to clean up?!" Wuxue roared, for some reason, the more she looked at the singer, the angrier she became.

She thought of Torre who sneaked up on her, with that submissive look, and the look of seeing money like his life just now, which really made her feel deeply disgusted, maybe it was the unbearable memories of her childhood flooding back Her heart, or what happened in recent years left her nowhere to vent.

The singer in front of her now has not only become a collection of all the unbearable images in her childhood, but also appeared at the time when she thought she was the most unlucky. All the grievances in Wuxue's heart were piled up. Become her best vent object.

"Are you willing to be so sloppy?! Obviously you have some skills, why don't you know how to work hard to get out of here? Look at your appearance! Dirty and humble, 20 Uub, and you are happy with only 20 Uub, like this, Is it worth it! Do you know how much gold my gun is worth?! You can kill me and sell the gun! Those medicines and clothes are worth more than your 20 Uub. If you want to get rich so much, you You also killed me to exchange for money like Torrey. You just want to stay by my side like a fly. People like you really make me feel: there is no-drug-can-save!"

After Wuxue said this, she was suddenly stunned. She couldn't believe that these words came from her own mouth.

She felt that she was a different person just now. She could live so proudly in the past, but now she was like the little girl living in the slums back at the beginning, full of hostility and hatred.

That year, Su Wuxue was nine years old...

"Wuxue! There is no flour at home, go to Hawke's next door to get some!" The woman yelled loudly, the voice spread from the broken shed of Wuxue's house to the street. Ke can also know that people from the Su family are coming to ask for an interview again.

"Didn't you understand, you damn child!" Seeing that Wuxue was not moving, the woman stepped forward and twisted Wuxue's ears vigorously.

"I'm not going! You go by yourself." Wuxue felt that her ears were about to be ripped off, but she knew clearly in her heart that Hawke went to the stepmother's room last night, as long as Wuxue stayed in his room for a while In the evening, he would give ten catties of flour to Wuxue's family.

"You won't go! You want to starve your dead father to death, right?" The woman spoke in a low voice, which was like a dying crow.

"Didn't you think he was dead?" Wuxue glared at the woman without showing any weakness.

Where did the woman accept such a provocation, she just picked up a stick and hit Wuxue, each stick was a bloody wound.

"Are you going or not! Are you going..."

"Even if I die, I won't go!" Wuxue broke free from the woman's control, and kicked the woman fiercely in the gap.

What happened next became more and more blurred in Wuxue's memory, she only remembered that she ran faster and faster, and ran to Qiongna's house, and Qiongna handed her a glass of water...

"Water, water..." Wuxue's heart flustered for a while, and those recalled memories made her extremely uncomfortable.

"Here, water." The speaker was naturally a singer.

"Thank you." He took the water glass, it was a cup of tea, but the smell of moldy tea was more choking than low-quality wine.

The singer didn't say anything, just held the water bottle and waited for Wuxue to drink up the water.And Wuxue felt a bit of shame in her heart, she hadn't felt this way for a long time.

Wuxue also understood very well in her heart that it was only herself who disgusted her from the beginning to the end.

"I'm sorry..." Wuxue didn't look up, so she didn't notice the singer's expression, only heard her footsteps hurriedly left the room.

Wuxue sat down and lay down on the round table. Too many things happened in the past few months made her extremely tired. She knew very well in her heart that the reason why she brought Torre here was because she no longer had the ability to go there. Accepting a better task, because she lost her prestige in the world of bounty hunters due to an order two months ago, she killed her client, which is destined to prevent her from returning to her former position, and now the She is just a despicable street rat, no different from her former self.

"I think you are a bit tired, why don't you go to bed earlier?" The sound of footsteps came in, and the speaker was the singer.

"En." Wuxue responded briefly, but still didn't look up. The singer's generosity made her even more ashamed: "Thank you."

"It's okay, here..." The singer said in an old-fashioned tone: "There are often people like this, as if they suddenly went crazy, but some people can't go back when they go crazy, and some people can still ask for a glass of water like you drink."

Wuxue knows that the poorer the place, the crazier the people, and the singer is probably familiar with it.

"There's only this one bed, and it's definitely not as clean as the one in the town. Don't dislike it, let's squeeze together tonight." The singer said lightly while arranging the bedding: "It's just this night, anyway, you don't have to come here again. gone."

Singer is actually not that annoying, Wuxue just feels all kinds of dislikes towards her because of her emotions, apart from her being a bit of a rascal and greedy for money, Singer is still a very ordinary person.

"You won't lose money." Wuxue said and was about to get up to wash up. The singer was right, everything would be over tomorrow, she would go back to the city, find Torrey and beat him up, and then Get on with your life alone.But when Wuxue raised her head, she immediately froze again.

"You are... Thirteen?" Wuxue finally recalled the name, this person really has nothing in common with the singer just now.

Like... face.

This face is really beautiful, her pupils are black like a bottomless deep lake, although her eyebrows are messy due to negligence, it can't stop her eyebrows from being shaped like willows, and when they are faded, they are thick and thick on her face. The layer of white powder, the singer's complexion is a little sallow due to malnutrition, and her natural face is also extremely thin. With such a clear skinny feeling, she seems to have a kind of decadent beauty, which is really different from today's brazen image. different feeling.

"That's right." The singer patted the quilt to make the bed softer: "Is there a problem?"

Wuxue was still attracted by that face, and a trace of irony emerged in her heart, the singer is really not ugly at all.

"Your name is Thirteen?" Maybe the singer gave Wuxue a big surprise, which made Wuxue more curious about the singer.

"Falling Thirteen." The singer gave a complete answer.

"Your surname is Luo? Which country are you from?" Wuxue asked. It was the first time she heard this surname in many places in the world.

"My surname is Luo," Shisan said, "This name was given by the nun in the church, because she said that I fell from the sky and was adopted by No. 13, so I am called Luo Shisan. Today The little girl you saw was a year earlier than me. It was picked up by the nuns from the side of the road. It was called Picking Twelve. Others quietly sent it to the teaching gate. They were named Zi, like the eighth, the seventh They were sent by others."

"..." Wuxue wanted to laugh, what kind of person could think of such a magical naming method.

"Here, the bed is ready, let's rest." Thirteen jumped on the bed by herself, trying to squeeze herself into the corner against the wall, she turned to face the wall as if she didn't want to talk anymore.

Wuxue also got into the bed, and the bed was not "a little dirty" as the singer said, but there was a scent on the bed, which was said to be the smell of mite corpses after being exposed to the sun, but to Wuxue, that It's just warm.