Finally, of course Jiang Muci did not give the man her contact information.

That day, she was sad because she learned that her blood type did not match her parents at all.

She is not their biological child.

Was she adopted? Obviously not. The adults in this village don't have enough to eat and are not living well. Why would they go to the orphanage to adopt a child and come back as a girl?

Was she picked up?

Did her parents not want her? So they abandoned her and were brought back by this family.

That day, I had just arrived abroad.

The tutor is very good, a middle-aged professor who is very polite and caring about his students, and there is also a Chinese-American teaching assistant.

Maybe they had just arrived in a foreign country, and the students were very excited. The instructors simply did not assign any tasks, and asked them to wander around to see if they would make any new discoveries, and then hand in a work a week later.

Jiang Mu resigned from this bar.

I played a very classic game with my fellow international students, truth or dare.

She lost several times and chose the big adventure for the last time.

Jiang Muci was asked to sing a song on stage, a love song.

Jiang Muci gave up and sang after saying something to the singer above. She attracted a lot of people's attention when she sang. Everyone present thought that this Chinese girl sang very well and her English was very good, just like a local

They look just like people, and you can't tell they are Chinese at all.

After Jiang Mu finished singing, he bowed and left the stage.

I didn't go back to the original location because it was a bit noisy.

She wanted to find a quiet place, where she was alone.

However, this is a bar, there can't be a place like this.

As soon as she sat down and took her first sip of wine, someone approached her. She originally wanted to refuse politely, but the man said that she looked very similar to his fiancée who passed away a few years ago.

Jiang Muci agreed to take a photo with him.

No contact information was given.

Men are either here to pick up girls, or they just miss their fiancée who is no longer around.

Jiang Muci thought this way, because she felt that this was the only way, so the woman wouldn't be too sad.

At least some people think so.

Just like, maybe it's because her biological parents didn't abandon her on purpose, maybe they had some compelling reason.

Jiang Muci brainwashed herself, and over and over again, she drank herself wine, one cup after another.

But she knew that her living expenses were limited and could not be wasted at will. Otherwise, she would not know how many jobs to work in a coffee shop after returning to China.

When she wanted to leave in order to save some money, because her head was groggy, her foot accidentally tripped on the high stool, and she fell straight forward.

She drank alcohol and was so dizzy that she had no time to react, let alone get up.

Just when she thought she was about to fall, a Chinese helped her up.

With wheat-colored skin, the veins on his arms were bulging out due to exertion. He had a pair of beautiful hands, and his nails were neatly trimmed, with no long nails.

"How are you?"

After hearing the other party's polite greeting, Jiang Muci came to his senses and retracted his gaze from looking directly at the other party's hand.

Jiang Muci stood up on his own, clapped his hands, and then politely thanked the other party: "I'm sorry, thank you, I'm fine."

What a considerate man.

Jiang Muci thought to himself as he left.

Very similar to Han Jing...

Thinking of Han Jing, Jiang Muci's already depressed mood became even worse.

But before I even arrived at the rented apartment, the landlady called me.

The landlord's aunt is from Yuncheng, and her family moved abroad. Her son and daughter got married last year, and she has lived the life of a rent collector by herself.

When Jiang Muci rented this apartment, the landlady was a little surprised. She had been abroad for so many years, and this was the first time she saw a little girl studying abroad by herself, without any good friends, parents or lovers.

Weirdly lonely.

The first sentence we met, the landlady said this.

Then, the house was given to her at a 15% discount on the rent.

Jiang Muci was very grateful. She originally thought that such things would rarely happen abroad because no one knew each other and no one had the obligation to help a stranger.

But now, Jiang Muci heard on the phone:

"Oh, I'm so sorry, Xiao Ci. My daughter-in-law is going to divorce my son. If I don't sell this house, my daughter-in-law will be pregnant and she will become very irritable. Please be considerate of me.

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Jiang Muci nodded, and then suddenly realized: Oh, it turns out this is a phone call.

The landlady couldn't see her nodding.

Jiang Muci said: "It doesn't matter, auntie, I understand. Can I move tomorrow? I need to clean up."

Dui Rang readily agreed.

The buyer probably paid a very high price.

Enough to make her leave the house.

It's just a pity that the rented house was tidied up yesterday and everything was put away. She will have to leave this place so soon.

It feels so unreal.

The next day, Jiang Muci put the key on the shoe cabinet outside the door. He left with his suitcase and left a note for the landlady.

It says thank you for taking care of her.

Jiang Muci didn't like separation.

In a fast food restaurant, Jiang Muci didn't know where to go next. The hotel was too expensive and she couldn't afford it.

The surrounding apartments have long been rented by international students.

She can't find a house.

Jiang Muci smiled, she couldn't be on the street from today on, right?

After eating, Jiang Muci dragged his suitcase and began to search for nearby apartments. A man leaned against the wall weakly, looking like he was in pain.

The man covered his face with his hands.

Jiang Muci walked in and took a look, he was Asian.

She asked: "do you need help?"

The man shook his head.

Jiang Muci took a bottle of water from his bag and handed it to him.

Lihan said: "Thank you very much."

Then, he drank the entire bottle of water.

Are you Chinese?

Spoken in Chinese.

Jiang Muci thought he was a wanderer. He looked in the bag and found that she had put a bottle of water in the bag when she moved today.

She thought the man still wanted to drink water, so she shook her head and said apologetically: "Sorry, I don't have any water."

Just when she wanted to go to the supermarket to buy two bottles of water, someone grabbed her coat.

She turned around and looked at the man's good-looking face. His hair was a little long and covered his eyes slightly, but he could still see his eyes as black as shining stones. However, under the first ray of sunlight in the morning, his eyes seemed to be

Amber color, very beautiful.

It seems to be sucking people in.

The bell in the alley rang.

Knocked seven times.

It's seven o'clock.

"Is there anything else you need?"

Jiang Muci naturally thought that he would ask him to bring him a piece of bread or a glass of milk, but it turned out that he didn't. The man stood up straight, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello, my name is Lihan. I felt a little uncomfortable just now. I'm feeling much better now. Thank you.

Saved me."

Jiang Muci was surprised: "Are you feeling uncomfortable just now? No..."

Li Han asked: "What is it not?"
To be continued...