When Xiang Wan reached the entrance of her neighborhood, she noticed that she was hungry.
It was a shame to come back from making a meal for someone and yet she was going hungry.
She bought a steamed bun and lowered her head to take a bite. At the moment, she could care less about the gazes from the pedestrians. A layer of mist formed in her eyes.
It's really tasty.
Yeah, it's really tasty.
She exclaimed inside her heart.
What's happiness? Happiness is, there's food when you're hungry and clothing when you're cold…
As for those spiritual pursuits, she was currently unqualified to seek them.
To love requires ability, being loved also requires ability.
Xiang Wan, do your best to earn money.
…
After eating the bun, she reached her neighborhood.
Xiang Wan threw the paper bag used to contain the steamed bun into the trash bin and continued to walk with her head lowered.