Early July is obviously not a good time in London.
The sky here is gloomy most of the time, and the entire field of view is like an old film from the last century. When Lin An emerged from under the bridge hole with unkempt hair, a skinny young man was already lying there.
There is no way, even if you are a homeless person, you will still be oppressed and resisted. At least Lin An is now a successful resister.
In her pocket was an old watch that she had just picked up from the other party, and the time showed three-thirty in the afternoon.
The watch is a Rolex, and considering it was ripped off the wrist of a homeless man, it obviously didn't come from the right way.
But it doesn't matter. In the face of survival, etiquette and integrity can be temporarily forgotten.
Just like the clothes on her body are already a little stale, and her hair has not been washed for more than a week. But as a wandering little girl, of course, the dirtier she is, the safer she is.
In London in 1991, life in an orphanage was actually barely manageable, but as a little girl on the outside but a mature social animal on the inside, Lin An had no choice but to imagine her life in an orphanage.
It took her a whole month to get familiar with the world, and another month to save herself the first step of living funds.
Now I have nearly twenty pounds in my body.
Apart from anything else, short-term food and clothing can be guaranteed.
Now it’s time to think about how you can make money and stay safe with a body that’s already in your teens.
She had washed herself clean and looked at it - the fine white skin and soft contours of an Oriental, paired with deep eye sockets and a high bridge of the nose... The beauty of the mixed race was so vividly displayed on Lin An that she had to bury herself
In the garbage dump.
But her slovenly image made it impossible for her to be self-reliant.
Life has never been so difficult.
Just then, the sound of jingling bells came from the distance——
bike!
Lin An cheered up and stood on the roadside.
Time had passed so long that she had considered that she might travel through books and movies, but two months had been enough to erase all illusions.
The waiting at this time is just for the young postman.
The ringtone was getting closer and closer, and a young figure riding a bicycle appeared at the end of the path. The person had messy brown curly hair, and his facial features were rather handsome——
Of course, it's best not to look too close.
Otherwise, the aesthetics of a Chinese born and raised in my previous life would really not allow me to appreciate the freckles on my face.
"Hey! Lin!"
"Hey, Hank!"
Hank supported the bicycle with one foot and pulled out a thick educational magazine from the mail bag at the back:
"I got it at the post office," he winked at Lin An, obviously very familiar with this kind of fishing behavior: "If there are any riddles, prize essays, arithmetic problems, etc., you will have another
A huge amount of income.”
Lin An reached out and took it, pretending to turn a blind eye to the black mud between her nails - since she was pretending, she had to disguise herself to the end. Unless she could guarantee her safety, she would never dress herself up cleanly and decently.
Even if the opposite person is Hank, whom he is already familiar with.
Hank obviously sighed: "Lin, your eyes are very beautiful, I don't understand why you don't want to take a shower?"
Respectable working people cannot understand the grievances of homeless girls.
Lin An smiled and said nothing, just looking at the old magazine.
