The room fell silent once again. Cheng Anyue looked at the big bowl of beef noodles in front of her and took a bite with her chopsticks. Although she didn't have much of an appetite, she felt that this was the best beef noodles she had ever eaten. Her cold heart seemed to have regained some warmth.
After eating two mouthfuls of noodles, she took the bowl to the kitchen to wash it, then came back to wipe the table clean, and finally opened the door and went out.
Mama song treated her very well, but she knew that this wasn't her safe haven.
It wasn't like Mama song hadn't spoken up for her in the past, and Zhou Jing had lectured her several times. She didn't want to get her into trouble.
After leaving the neighborhood, Cheng Anyue walked forward aimlessly. She couldn't go to school and couldn't go home. It was as if there was no place for her in this city.
The sunlight was a little strong, and the glaring sunlight made her even dizzier.
