Chapter 12

• Misfortune dogged her.
• Lita hugged herself tightly with her arms to reduce the coolness and hunger. She walked aimlessly on the street under the sky in which a storm was brewing, without noticing that two little gangsters with ostentatious hairstyles were following behind her.
• "Beauty, being alone? Go home with me to have fun." The purple-haired guy stepped forward and patted Lita's on the shoulder. His words were very frivolous and obscene.