Fu Qinqi felt the beggar girl's emotions were agitated, so he stayed in a small hotel nearby and planned to come to see her tomorrow.
"I told you, I'm not Jiang, so why not murmur, are you deaf?"
The beggar girl tore up the sketch at hand, as if she made her life so constrained.
"Look at my violent temper. I really can't bear it. One by one, it's annoying. I heard that there is an old lady in that room? Why doesn't she get up to see me? I'm not a big shot? Many people are robbing me? Tomorrow morning , if she doesn't say good morning to me in person, I won't choose your house, anyway, I'm a favorite now."
In fact, the beggar girl is very entangled in her heart. If she followed her heart, she would still go wandering all over the world. But now that the airport clears every night, she probably has to find another place. After all, she is a lazy person. Once in a place, I don't like to move easily, and I seem to feel super insecure.
"It's too hot, don't wear it."
The beggar girl once again threw the down jacket around her buttocks on the stool, showing the shape of a punk.
"That's the action just now, to annoy the man who came later, why don't you leave?"
Seeing Qu Wan staring at her with a smile all the time, the beggar girl kept shivering.
"Mom will sleep with you tonight."
Afterwards, Qu Wan took the toiletries specially prepared for Jiang Keran to go home, and put them all in a small box, with a ring on her arm, like an aunt shopping in the vegetable market in Changshi Town, probably in " Only in front of her daughter can she be fully herself.
"You, shouldn't you, want to wash with me?"
The beggar girl kept swallowing her saliva, as if she had filled her throat with all the spittle in her life, instead of spitting out "Bah" in a hooligan way.
"Kan, I'm ashamed to say that Mom never took a bath with you. The day you were born was the anniversary of your father's death. Since then, Mom's condition has been bad, and she didn't even take care of you and your brother. Both of you have grown up, and Mom can only treat you better when she thinks about it occasionally, and wants to make up for the birthday you couldn't celebrate."
"How on earth did you become a parent? Any cat or dog caught on the street is better than you, and you have never bathed with your daughter? You can say it. I think my mother used to wash it for me. I won't let you go. , It¡¯s simply irresponsible to come home, why can you live in such a big house? Why do my parents and I have to be homeless all day long.¡±
The beggar girl's words were like countless needles, all piercing into Qu Wan's heart.
"Kan, Mom has seen the comic strips you imagined. There is a public restroom at the back of the yoga studio where I live."
Afterwards, Qu Wan tore up the beggar girl's painting and spread it out on the table, like a jigsaw puzzle, restoring them one by one.
"Don't make such a touching thing, I can't bear it."
The beggar girl finally took a look at the woman in front of her. She was exhausted and weak, as if she had lost her soul.
"Come on, don't you just take a bath and use it as a public bath, but let me say first, you can't stare at me endlessly, after all, I'm a bit dirty. And, when it's over, you have to let me Let's go, at this hour, the airport should be open, I have to ask that fat girl, what's going on? How many families and brothers does she have." (Remember this website website: www.hlnovel .com