Zheng yuluo didn't go back to Jing Zhi's place after she left the school.
She wandered aimlessly on the streets, missing her home.
She wanted to go home, but when she was brought to North America by Liao Wei's helicopter, she did not bring any identification documents with her and did not have a single cent on her. Even if she wanted to buy a plane ticket, she could not.
Jing Zhi had wanted to send her back, but it had been a few days and he hadn 't.
She didn't want to go back to Jing Zhi's place. She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to control her feelings and would fall deeper and deeper.
In the evening, she sat on a bench in a small park. She was tired and hungry, but she still didn't want to go back.
A few hooligans had been staring at Zheng yuluo for a long time. Half an hour later, when they confirmed that she was alone and looked homeless, they all walked up to her with perverted smiles.
"Little sister, how about playing with your brothers?"
