When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 10 She Lowered Her Head, Still Don't Want to Be Seen Weak

Chapter 10 She Lowered Her Head, Still Don't Want to Be Seen Weak

When the girls saw it, their eyes straightened. This is indeed Mo Yang's autograph!
"Whoa! How lucky you are! It's okay!"

After Bei Yan laughed twice, her tone became slow: "Well... But, I actually want to ask the ladies and sisters for a favor, look at my hand..."

Halfway through speaking, she turned her palms down.

A few girls who still had innocence on their faces and were not completely contaminated by the world also looked at her, and then saw the back of her hands and fingers that were horrible.

"What's wrong with you?"

And someone gave Bei Yan another serious look, and asked a lot of questions:

"I found that you are dressed in a very Zen style... Where did you buy this dress? By the way, there are also your shoes, just like the hand-sewn cotton shoes in old movies. You have a strange personality in this outfit! And Your hair... your hairstyle is absolutely amazing!"

When children look at children, everything they see is unique.

Bei Yan smiled embarrassedly: "To tell the truth, ladies and gentlemen, I came here on a hiking trip. I lost all my luggage and money, and I have nothing. The clothes belong to me, and the shoes are from my little house far away. In the town, I bought it for 30 yuan."

The experience summed up in a few words shocked the beautiful young ladies.

"You are amazing, you are alone, your family doesn't care about you!"

Bei Yan didn't answer, she stroked her bald head coolly, and smiled.

"Sisters, let me do it now. I need 50 yuan urgently. I know I'm going to tell you that you may think I'm a liar, but this is a sunny doll signed by a big star..."

Halfway through, she took out a well-protected khaki envelope from her pocket, opened it, took out a folded piece of paper, and opened it again.

Looking along the trend, Sanskrit and Chinese are written on the octavo paper. These are scriptures written by her hand.

Passing this over again, she continued: "This is the Heart Sutra I copied. When you are nervous, reading it more can really calm your mind. Sisters, do you see if these objects for good luck are worth 50 yuan? If you can do it , can I change it?"

These words were sincere but not expressive. Although she smiled meaninglessly, her heart was beating extremely fast, afraid of being rejected.

Sure enough, the faces of the girls next to her who were interested in her just now changed instantly, disgusted and guarded, Bei Yan caught them all, and her mood suddenly became heavy.

But she didn't expect—

There was a pretty girl with little stars on the corners of her eyes who picked up her scriptures, took out 500 yuan from her bag and patted it in her hand: "You are so pitiful, look at you Can you still wear these shoes, you buy a pair of snow boots to wear, and then call the police and contact your parents!"

It has been so long for Beiyan, from the time she went down the mountain to seeing Meng Zixian, she was injured, cheated, lost something, and even fell ill, so she didn't feel very sad.

Because she has faith in her heart, a pair of bracelets that can be hung on her ears as earrings, she thinks can make her future life better, but she doesn't want... reality is reality after all, black and white are hot and cold.

After waiting for two hours, she was finally able to see Mencius Xian's deity, and was rewarded with a meal. She was satisfied. For three months, she had tasted the indifference of people in the world to people and things.

Mencius is the person she wants to bond with and establish a relationship with in the future. If she can't become a family with him in the future, then she can't owe him too much, and she will definitely not be able to let it go.

The mother-in-law who adopted her and established a relationship with her has given her a lot, and her mother-in-law is gone before she comes and repays it. It is a pain in her heart, a pain that cannot be relieved even kneeling down to the Buddha.

But now when she was not expecting to be suddenly helped by a stranger like this, she was really touched.

With tears in those eyes, she stuffed the sunny day doll into the hands of the kind young lady. She lowered her head, still not wanting to be seen as weak.

"Thank you!"

To hide her choking, she spoke loudly.

Taking one hundred from the little sister, she said again: "I'm mainly going to buy some chilblain medicine and gauze, young lady, you just wait here, I only want you fifty, and I will pay you back the change!"

 Yan'er, come to mother's arms~!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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