The huge canyon was beautiful yet lonely. Enthralled was not used to it. Compared to the noisy city and his own self-entertainment, everything seemed too quiet and scary...
Poor Drunken Soul stumbled in the canyon. He walked the same mountain path countless times before finally leaving the canyon and arriving at a small town. By then, five days had passed.
After five days of long and arduous journey, Enthralled was already exhausted both physically and mentally. In addition, he did not bring any food with him, so he was already hungry and cold.
Her pair of embroidered shoes were almost worn through. Her dress had also fallen down several times and rolled down from the small mound. After five nights of sitting on the ground, her face had turned from a tender pink to extremely dirty. It was so tattered that it was impossible to tell if it was the maid's service. She had not washed well for several days. She did not have any supplies or conditions. At most, she could only wash her face with clean water. Her current infatuation had almost reached the point where everyone hated her on the streets. She was almost no different from a beggar.
Enthrall, who hadn't eaten anything for five days, was also starving. Her stomach was hurting so much that she couldn't support her body anymore. If it weren't for the few days in the valley where she had some wild fruits to satisfy her hunger, she probably wouldn't have had the chance to leave the valley. She would have starved to death there. Fortunately, there were no wolves or tigers in the valley. Otherwise, she would have been eaten by the hungry beasts.
" Gululu…" Enthralled, she clutched her starving stomach. The sound of her stomach growling echoed in her ears, and the fragrance of the food on the street mercilessly entered her nose. She greedily enjoyed the fragrance, and her mouth quickly secreted saliva, but it made her even more hungry.
"Steamed buns ~ steamed buns ~ red bean paste buns ~ fragrant steamed buns ~ steamed buns ~ red bean paste buns ~"
"Big flatbread ~ Big flatbread ~ Wang Mazi's big flatbread. I guarantee that you'll want to eat it after you eat it. You'll think of two after you eat one, and three after you eat two…"
"Tofu pudding ~~ Tofu pudding ~~ Fragrant and sweet fresh tofu pudding ~~ It's even more charming than tofu beauty ~~"
The vendors on the street began to sell their food. Perhaps it was because they were so hungry that they were dizzy, but other than these things related to food, they could no longer hear anything else.
The fresh town, the bustling streets, and the morning hustle and bustle. All the scenes were filled with prosperity and the peaceful state of the country. However, the infatuation of a person curled up in a corner was worse than a beggar. She looked at the steaming buns opposite her with a greedy gaze. She couldn't even swallow her saliva. The best result of looking at the buns to stop her hunger was to deceive herself and others. The more she looked, the hungrier she became. Painting a cake to satisfy her hunger was just like that.
Enthralled, her thin and tattered clothes made the morning cold even colder. Enthralled, she bit her red lips. At this moment, an evil thought surfaced in her heart...
" Do…do I go…If…If I don't steal it…I…I'll starve to death…Just…Just one bun…As long as…as long as I don't starve to death…I…I want to live…live…" She had almost made up her mind. She widened her eyes and rushed toward the steaming bun in front of her with a fierce look. At this moment, there was only the bun in her eyes.
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