The beggar's eyes lit up the moment he saw the silver. He could buy so many buns; who would care for the two buns in that dead child's hand anymore?
A few people immediately expressed their gratitude, released the child, and left.
Su An'an originally leaned against the car window, with the curtain lifted at only one corner. But a gust of wind blew the curtain open, revealing her face.
The child gnawing on the bun was momentarily stunned.
Never in his life had he seen such a celestial being.
Importantly, this celestial being smiled at him and asked, "What's your name?"
He swallowed his dry bun awkwardly and stammered, "Li, Li San."
So, his name was Li San.
Still as in her past life, thin as a bamboo pole, looking as if he'd fall with a gust of wind, clothes in tatters, hair matted, but those eyes were just the same as before.
Bright and clear, seeming full of hope for life regardless of the experiences.
