บท 347: Each With Their Own Plot

"Maybe you won't last more than a few days before you starve to death. Or you can't stand the huge difference and choose to kill yourself."

Somehow, he suddenly felt like smoking.

Immediately after, he took out a low-quality cigarette in a habitual manner and put it in his mouth. He lit it with a lighter that was bought with a few yuan. Then he took a deep breath and puffed out a cloud of smoke. "My life recently is neither fit for humans nor ghosts. Even getting three meals a day is a problem, let alone having a place to live."

"I could only find the cheapest hotel to rest. The debtors chase after me relentlessly. Tens of millions of debt are forcing me to the brink of collapse! No one is willing to help me. Do you know what despair is?"