NovelEnglish| looked around and found that my surroundings were pitch-black.
There were few street lights around. If it were not for the light on my cell phone, we might have to grope our way
in the dark.
The prosperity and poverty of a city were directly proportional to each other. Rich people could becrich to
an unimaginable degree, while poor people could be poor to an unthinkable degree.
After walking a stretch of road with Theo, we realized in hindsight that we seemed to have forgotten which
direction the couple went in.
| fished out my phone and planned to give Amelia's mother a call, but before the call could connect, we heard a
series of commotions not far from us.
The commotion cfrom behind a slightly old building. Theo lit the way with the flash on his phone. There was
a path in front of us.
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It was especially narrow, and only one person could pass at a time.
Theo exhorted, "Followand watch where you step"
| nodded and crossed the path behind him slowly.
After walking out of the path, we saw a small courtyard that was only a dozen square feet with a lot of things
scattered around.
Theo shone a light on it and saw that the ground in the yard was full of basic household items.
There were old pots and pans, as well as clothes and other miscellaneous things.
"Old useless thing! Your junk has been sitting here for free for months. You should thankfor not collecting
storage fees from you, yet you're here askingfor money? I've never seen someone as shameless as you.
Take your junk and get lost. Don't stand in my way!" a middle-aged woman screamed.
Under the dim light, | could roughly make out her appearance. She was wearing a poor-quality mink coat,
exaggerated gold earrings, and bright red lipstick. She looked like she was about to swallow a person whole
when she opened her mouth to speak.
She cursed while kicking the things on the ground.
Amelia's mother's eyes were red. She looked at her and said, "I don't mean anything else, Linda. We're just here
to take sclothes. Winter is almost here, and we don't have enough layers. We owe you months of rental, so
you have all the right to deduct our rent from these things. Now that winter's almost here, we have to wear
thicker layers. These clothes don't cost much, so please let us take them away."
"Take them, then! I'm not stopping you." The woman's face was indifferent. "Stop pretending to look miserable in
front of me. I've met enough miserable people in my life. Everyone is struggling. Take your stuff away. If you
can't pay rent, then don't live here. I'll find the next tenant tomorrow."
Amelia's mother nodded and bent down to take the clothes on the floor. Amelia's father squatted on the ground
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looking at something with scarlet eyes.
| took a glance at what looked like a photo on the ground.
"Ma'am," | could not help but say as | walked into the courtyard.
Hearing my voice, Amelia's parents looked over atwith a startled expression. "Mr. and Mrs. Grant, you-"
The couple did not expect us to follow them.
Seeing the embarrassed state they were in, | smiled slightly. "We cover because we were worried about
you."
"We must seem really pitiful to you!" Amelia's mother seemed a little awkward.
| understood that no one wished to reveal one's wretched state to others, even if one was already at the end of «
one's rope.
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