At sunrise, the Dusk City is shrouded in the morning light, and all living beings begin their busy lives.

An energetic day starts with a hearty breakfast. There is a breakfast shop in the north of the city. Because the sandwiches are made very well, the business is very hot. There are many people queuing here early in the morning.

The boss was busy at the stove, filling white bread with grilled sausages and scrambled eggs to make ready-made sandwiches.

The proprietress stood behind the table, collecting the money with a smile, while reporting to her husband the type and quantity of new sandwiches that needed to be made.

While waiting, the guests were chatting and laughing, which was very lively.

But then, someone seemed to see something, and suddenly they fell silent, and the silence stretched, leaving only the crackling sound of the fire.

The proprietress looked up and saw a girl in simple clothes appearing at the end of the queue. She had her head lowered, her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was haggard. She didn't have a good rest for an unknown period of time.

Everyone recognized it. This was the slut who was flirtatious, cheated on her fiancé, and seduced Mr. Ye but failed to bite him back. An.

Under the indifferent gaze of everyone, the queue to buy sandwiches slowly came to Ann. She took out a copper moon from her wallet and said softly: "Please make a sandwich, as long as it has lettuce and scrambled eggs, no need to grill the sausage."

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The landlady had a cold look on her face, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and said in a loud voice, "Anyone can eat my sandwich, except bitches."

There was sarcastic laughter from the crowd, and everyone looked at Ann like a clown.

If it were the very beginning, An would still argue with those who doubted her and tell them that Mo Tai and Ye Lingchen deliberately sent people to slander her.

But under the momentum of the powerful, a flood of doubts and abuses came over the sky. Even if An was hoarse, her voice could not be heard. From the beginning, she was indignant and resistant, and gradually became numb. Now,

Even if someone scolded her in person, she no longer had the energy to refute.

An lowered her head, her eyes were hollow and gray, and her lips trembled slightly: "I haven't eaten for a day. No one is selling me food. I'm really hungry. Please sell me some food."

The landlady looked at An with a sneer, enjoying the bitch's desolate appearance. She remembered that when she heard about An's rape story, she felt very angry, and even helped An distribute leaflets to customers who bought breakfast. Unexpectedly, her good intentions were betrayed.

People took advantage of it.

It's better now, An is getting retribution.

What is this called? This is deserved!

The boss glanced at the groveling An, snorted coldly, and said to the landlady: "Forget it, sell it to her. Just lettuce and scrambled eggs, right? Wait two minutes."

Two minutes later, the boss made a freshly baked sandwich, wrapped it in oil paper and handed it to Ann.

"Thank you." An thanked the boss and stretched out his hand to take it.

Before An could catch it, the boss deliberately let go of his hand, and the sandwich fell to the ground with a clatter. The parchment paper fell apart, and the scrambled eggs sandwiched in the white bread also scattered on the floor.

"Hahahaha!" The onlookers burst into laughter. The boss and his wife also crossed their arms and sneered, deliberately saying in a sarcastic tone: "Thank you for your patronage, remember to come back next time."

Faced with these cynicisms, An was already numb, her eyes were so empty that there was no sparkle. She squatted down, carefully put the scrambled eggs that were not stained with mud back on the oil paper, picked up the sandwich, and said to the boss who made her food again

He said "thank you", lowered his head and left.

"Legs, what a shameless bitch." The boss spat on the ground and continued his work.

The rental house An lived in was small, but to her, it was originally a warm little home. There were many small gifts given to her by Vincent, and there were portraits of the two of them side by side on the wall.

But since Vincent abandoned her, those things with warm memories were like knives, piercing her heart all the time, so she threw them away.

That night, Anli returned home haggardly. Before she could open the door, she found that someone had splashed scarlet blood on the door. She didn't know what animal's blood it was. Anyway, it was very smelly. Even if it was washed away, the smell would probably remain.

It would take dozens of days to disperse, and there was a knife stuck by the door, symbolizing the threat of death.

In the past, An would have been frightened into reporting the crime to the Sheriff's Department, but now she is used to it. She has long been used to it.

Opening the door, I saw a letter slipped through the door on the floor. It was written by the landlord. The main idea was that he didn't want a bad person to dirty his house. The lease was about to expire next week, so he decided not to

I rented it to An and told her to pack up and move out immediately.

Just as An was reading the letter, the glass suddenly shattered with a clang, and a stone stained with stinking pig manure broke through the window and hit An on the head. A man's curse came from outside: "Go to hell, bitch."

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An sat helplessly on the ground, her tears had long since dried up and she couldn't cry anymore. Her eyes were extremely hollow, without any sparkle.

An slowly stood up from the ground, threw the stone stained with pig dung into the trash can outside, and then fetched water from the basin, wiped off the dirt on the floor, washed away the pig blood on the door, and cleaned the room.

Every corner is cleaned to ensure that it will not affect the next tenant's viewing of the property.

As for the smashed glass, there was no place to find workers to repair it so late. She took out her few remaining savings, put them in a bag and put them on the table, while leaving a letter expressing her regret for the broken window.

I apologize and ask the homeowner to use the money to find someone to repair it himself.

Clothes, sheets, bedding, and daily necessities are no longer needed.

She packed these things and moved them in batches to an orphanage closest to her home. She placed them at the entrance of the compound and left a note informing them that the donated things could be used at will and best wishes to those who had no need.

The children who can return home will always be healthy and safe. Instead of writing their names at the end of the note, they drew a small heart.

After tidying up, the narrow house became extremely empty, just like when she and Vincent moved in.

Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, there is also that nest of rabbits.

Ann walked to the corner of the room. The little rabbits were like balls of white glutinous rice. They were sleeping huddled next to their mother. She stroked their ears lovingly, picked them up and walked out of the house.

An came to a quiet mountain forest on the outskirts, carried the sleeping rabbits to the grass, and whispered softly: "Little guys, come with mommy, you are free."

Mother Rabbit and her little rabbits did not get into the bushes, but jumped to An's side. They looked at her with their noses twitching and did not want to leave for a long time.

Ann, who had been unable to cry no matter how hard she cried before, shed tears of reluctance again when she saw this scene. She picked up the rabbits and gave them a final farewell kiss on their ears.
Chapter completed!