Tang Li's hand paused. When she saw that Bai Qingqing had lost even her shoes, she still drew out the red note with heartache.
"Take it. Try to return it to me as soon as possible," Tang Li said with a crestfallen expression.
"Thank you," Bai Qingqing said and smiled as she took the money. However, her brows were furrowed tightly, not showing any hint of joy.
Bai Qingqing and Tang Li went their separate ways at the bus stop. Bai Qingqing didn't dare to go home in this state and thus looked around for a hair salon barefooted. The number of heads she turned was unprecedentedly high.
After cutting the hair that she had grown for five years to shoulder-length, she then bought a pair of very cheap sandals. After that, she headed home. She was left with less than fifty yuan.
Ding dong—
Bai Qingqing pressed the doorbell to her home.
