Shen Mu couldn't find a good place to stay. It seemed that overnight, the entire town of Surrey was searching for her. From hotels and residences to small shops in alleys, people with guns were constantly asking if they had seen a long-haired woman from China.
Shen Mu tied up her hair and covered her head with the hood of her jacket, walking with her head down on the street. She had just bought a few sandwiches and bottles of mineral water from a shop. Today was her lucky day as she also managed to get a bottle of milk.
Carrying her things, Shen Mu walked around the main street and entered a slum. Dirty men lay on the side of the road, and sometimes she didn't know if they were sleeping or dead. In this place, ravaged by war, it seemed like someone died every day, and everything was in chaos. Everyone just wanted to survive, whether it was standing up with dignity or crawling on the ground.
