After that, I hung up the phone.
She is so hungry now that she can't wait to pull Xu Menggui out, so she doesn't have time to pay attention to this neuropathy.
[Slag abuse index: sixty-eight.]
A rolling word, for a three-point index.
If I knew it earlier, I shouted a few more words and got out.
Bai Weiwei sighed: "How come I'm so messed up that I sleep on the street."
System: "Pick up a few more newspapers, otherwise the weather will be cold and you will be uncomfortable sleeping."
Bai Weiwei almost didn't cry when she heard it.
The homeless have a few torn quilts.
She was the only one who went to pick up the newspaper.
Bai Weiwei stood up and accepted her fate to pick up the newspaper. People must be able to bend and stretch.
After all, the weather is really cold.
When she picked up the newspaper, she found twenty dollars.
Bai Weiwei was holding the twenty yuan banknotes, "Everything, look, twenty yuan."
System: You smashed the host, how did you get to this point.
It couldn't bear to hit her, so it could only comfort: "It's a lot, uh huh."
Bai Weiwei was afraid of being robbed, so she went to buy some bread and added a glass of Coke.
Just about to eat.
There was a cry at his feet.
Bai Weiwei froze and looked down.
A little homeless boy looked at her pitifully crying.
"Sister, can you give me something to eat?"
Bai Weiwei asked the system, "Is this also sent by Xu neuropathy?"
System: "Hmm."
Bai Weiwei: "..."
What Xu Menggui was thinking about, she had to think about it.
Otherwise, it is estimated that the favorability will be difficult to increase in the future.
Bai Weiwei turned her head several times, and read Xu Menggui's materials from childhood to adulthood again.
Probably figured out some of Xu Menggui's ideas.
She glanced at the little boy, silently broke off half a piece of bread, and handed it to him: "Eat, half of each person, I'm hungry too."
When Bai Weiwei told the truth, she appeared sincere.
The little boy took the bread and ran away.
Bai Weiwei sighed, "Don't say thank you."
The system opened its eyes, and the little boy took the bread and ran to the corner.
There was a big man in a black suit, and the little boy took the bread and handed it to him.
He just gave him a few bills.
In the deeper corner of the corner, Xu Menggui's face was pale, wearing a brown windbreaker, his hair was a little messy, and he was standing against the wall.
He looked at the half of the loaf with a complicated expression.
"I'm so hungry, and I still share it with others. Really... Are you not overly hungry?"
The system looked back and saw that Bai Weiwei had solved the problem of eating and drinking.
Then she carried a few newspapers, ran to the pavilion, spread it out and prepared to rest.
Bai Weiwei: "Tongzi, good night."
System: "A good dream."
Bai Weiwei thought she couldn't sleep, but because she was too tired and drowsiness struck, she closed her eyes and fell asleep at once.
The system guards her.
If there is a local ruffian or something, it can also remind the host.
As a result, the hooligan didn't come, but Xu Menggui came.
He stood outside the pavilion, smoking a cigarette, his face gloomy and haggard.
It seems to be even more pitiful than the host.
He walked in slowly, crouched down beside her, and stared at her blankly.
Bai Weiwei was curled up, covered with a few newspapers.
No cooling effect at all.
She was also frozen to the point of trembling, her brows were tightly wrinkled, her skin was still beautiful and delicate, but she could still see her embarrassed part.
He puffed out his cigarette, sat aside, and just kept watch over her.
He whispered to himself, "Why don't you accept your fate? Nowhere to go, no food, isn't this the most painful?"
Like him, he was reduced to a dark place.
In order to get rid of those painful memories of childhood, he willingly degenerated and turned into a demon.
This is the person, the most correct choice.
If you drive her to a dead end, she will also become a demon, and there will be no kindness in her heart, just like him.
Xu Menggui smiled with a pale face, "You are still willing to share the bread with others. Sure enough, I am too kind to you."
When he saw that she was in a desperate situation, he was willing to distribute the food in his hand to the people he sent.
At that moment, anger and love appeared at the same time.
Angry, she still refuses to accept her fate and does not degenerate.
She couldn't help but be moved by her behavior.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is seventy-five.]