The Woman From Hell

I 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 become rich 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.

I 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 came from behind a slightly old building. Theo lit the way with the flash on his phone. There was a path in front of us.

It was especially narrow, and only one person could pass at a time.

Theo exhorted, "Follow me and watch where you step"

crossed the

small courtyard that was

a light on it and saw that the ground

pots and pans, as well as

storage fees from you, yet you're here asking me for money? I've never seen someone as shameless as you. Take

the dim light, I 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

cursed while kicking the things on

have enough layers. We owe you months of rental, so you have all the right to

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

mother nodded and bent down to take the clothes on the floor. Amelia's father squatted on the

something

at what looked like

but say as I walked into