The room before me was piled high with clutter, and a musty smell hit me as soon as I stepped in. Yet He Shu told me this was going to be my room? Was she kidding me?
I turned my head to look at He Shu next to me, as if I wanted her to confirm again. I mean, even in our rural village, guest rooms are at least clean and free of moldy smells. But now, coming here with a letter from my father to seek help from someone else, and this is how I’m treated?
Honestly, it's hard for me to accept.
“You sure this place is livable?” I asked, looking at He Shu. I knew it might sound rude, but that was exactly what I was thinking at the moment.
He Shu gave me a glance and replied, “Am I not a person? Don’t you see I’m living here just fine?”
“Just clean it up a bit, buy a bed and some other stuff. I
