When he heard Ning Xi’s question, the beggar seemed to hold back. All of a sudden, he became quiet and lay on the ground, avoiding her glance.
Ning Xi rubbed her chin and left.
The beggar opened his eyes when he heard Ning Xi’s footsteps leaving, then he stared at the bags of clothes with the History logo that she left behind…
After a while, he heard some footsteps approaching and he hung his head with his eyes closed before the footsteps stopped right in front of him. He rattled his bowl with some scarce change in it, but he heard a loud "thump" right beside him.
He opened his eyes again and saw a can of beer right in front of him.
The beggar sat up and quickly took the beer, almost tasting the exhilirating coolness trickling down his parched throat. He looked up and saw the girl earlier in front of him. She placed a dozen cans of beer right beside him.
"What is this?" the beggar asked doubtfully.
