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"Baby, don't you know if I can do it?" Lu Qingfang curled his lips: "It's my fault for not giving the baby a good experience."

His eyes were red, and Sang Si was pulled into sinking by him again...

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Fireworks kept blooming, and pedestrians walking by on the street were beaming with joy.

In a garbage dump in an alley of a residential building.

The man with a dirty face pulled open the smelly garbage bag next to him and walked out with his waist bent.

After hiding in Tibet for two days, my body was already very dirty.

Shen Yan shook his hand in disgust and almost vomited when he smelled the stench emanating from his body.

However, his stomach was already empty, and even if he wanted to vomit, all he would spit out was bitter water.

Shen Yan held on to his abdomen, which kept beating drums, and carefully groped forward.

Behind the alley is a bun shop and a small plastic surgery clinic. The place is relatively remote and there are not many people coming and going.

In the bun shop, the steamer radiates bursts of heat.

Shen Yan hid in a dark corner, looking in the direction of the steamed stuffed bun shop and swallowed. These were things he had never looked down upon.

Now I can’t even eat it even if I want to.

I can’t leave the country.

At this time, he couldn't even be a homeless man or a beggar. With his face, he would be caught if he showed up.

Thinking of the hardships of the past two days and the wanted notices all over the Internet, a strong hatred burst out in Shen Yan's eyes.

He hated the Shen family and killed them all, but he hated Sang Si even more. If it hadn't been for this person, he would never have ended up like this.

He should be the protagonist of this world, Sang Si is fake.

How can a fake live a better life than him?

Shen Yan gritted his teeth, swallowing the resentment in his heart, and looked at the surrounding environment.

Everyone was busy celebrating New Year's Eve and watching the fireworks. Except for a clerk guarding the store, there was no one else in the bun shop.

Shen Yan crouched, and while the clerk's attention was on his cell phone, he ran hard, grabbed a few buns in his hands, and ran out.

The clerk behind him had already reacted, grabbing a rolling pin and chasing after him.

While chasing, he shouted: "Catch the thief."

"Catch the thief."

Several passers-by were attracted from a distance. When they heard that the thief was being caught, they all followed him.

"Don't run, everyone, hurry up and chase."

Shen Yan grabbed the bun and ran anxiously while looking around with his eyes.

He had been hungry for two days in a row. He had no strength left and could not run far.

Several people behind him were almost catching up.

In a hurry, Shen Yan ran into the alley. The alley was complicated and he didn't know the direction, so he ran away when he saw someone he could turn around.

I don't know how long I ran, but there was no more sound from behind. Shen Yan panted heavily and leaned against a door to rest.

There was a cramp in my stomach, which was caused by hunger.

He took a bite of the buns in his hand. After escaping, the freshly baked buns had already lost their temperature. He gulped down the three buns and couldn't help but shed tears.

Suppressed cries resounded in this dark alley without any light.

It looked so desolate and gloomy.

Sadness came from his heart, and after crying for a long time, Shen Yan felt better.

Just as he was about to stand up, the door he was leaning against suddenly opened.

Shen Yan was caught off guard and fell to the ground with inertia.

He held his buzzing head and quickly got up from the ground. He didn't forget that he couldn't be found hiding here yet.

Otherwise his only hiding place would be gone.

Shen Yan didn't want to go through the days of hiding in Tibet again. In just two days, he suffered all the cold looks and ridicule.

He thought that on the first day of his escape, he did not dare to show his true face and was too thirsty and hungry, so he entrusted a homeless man to buy food for him.

But he didn't want to be noticed by the tramp instead. All the money he took out from Shen's house was robbed by the tramp.

If Shen Yan hadn't made himself dirty on purpose, he would have almost lost both life and money.

But he couldn't avoid being beaten.

He still feels pain all over his body.

Shen Yan got up and rushed out the door.

"Shen Yan."

A determined call came from behind.

Shen Yan paused eagerly. He didn't see the ecstasy and excitement in the man's eyes when he looked at him. He shook his head subconsciously: "I'm not Shen Yan, I'm not Shen Yan."

There was a panic in his heart, and his steps were messed up. His left foot scrambled with his right foot, and he fell to the ground again.

However, the footsteps behind him got closer and closer.

Shen Yan's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

His heart was beating violently, and he tried hard to get up, but his body was shaking uncontrollably.

A voice that sounded like a devil came to Shen Yan's ears.

"You are Shen Yan, I won't admit it."

Shen Yan shook his head repeatedly, "I'm not, I'm not."

The person who came up smiled and suddenly his tone became calm, "Don't worry, Shen Yan, I won't hurt you. On the contrary, I can help you hide here with me. I won't let anyone know that you are hiding with me." here."

Shen Yan was stunned for a moment, and his trembling body slowly relaxed a little. He turned around, with guard and vigilance hidden in his eyes, "Why do you want to help me?"

The man didn't answer. He helped Shen Yan up, with a very gentle expression on his face, "I must not have eaten or slept well in the past two days, okay."

He helped Shen Yan walk to the bathroom, "I'll get you some clothes. You go take a shower first."

Shen Yan remained alert.

The man rubbed his dirty and smelly hair pitifully, "I'm actually a fan of yours. After knowing that you escaped, I've been worried about you for the past two days."

He quickly went to the bedroom and came over with several photo albums.

"Look, these are the photos I've collected since you debuted." The man flipped through the photo album.

Shen Yan glanced around. Indeed, he was the person in the photo. The edges of the photo album were somewhat frayed, and it could be seen that it had been read frequently.

It seems that the person in front of me is indeed not lying and is his fan.

The vigilance in his eyes slowly faded, and then he believed the man in front of him, "Thank you, I'll take a shower first."

The stench all over his body has been following him for two days, and Shen Yan can't stand it anymore.

Now that he has this condition, he naturally doesn't want to wrong himself.

"Okay." The man closed the photo album happily, looked in the direction of the bathroom and licked his lips.

The sound of rushing water sounded.

Shen Yan didn't know that the glass door of the bathroom was one-way. He couldn't see everything outside, but he could see everything inside clearly.

"Dong dong..."

There was a knock on the front door of the front yard, and the man walked through a corridor before arriving at the front yard. He opened the door and saw a patient who had come for surgery before, with a polite smile on his face: "What's wrong?"

"Doctor Qin, please tell me if my nose is crooked." The woman with heavy makeup said anxiously: "My nose was just done. How can I straighten it?"

Doctor Qin turned on the small flashlight he carried with him and took a photo. "It's not crooked. It's still recovering in the past two days. Please be careful to avoid bumping it."