The Magic Eye Little
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author: Longing like the win
Hang up the notice board, Le Yùn tidied her luggage and went downstairs to look for food. The cafeteria wouldn't be serving dinner until later that day, and the school convenience store had food, but it was more expensive. Buying snacks wouldn't fill her up either. She couldn't bear to spend extra money, so she always found cheap and affordable stores to solve her hunger problem.,The elderly man was over sixty years old, his hair was gray, but he was in good spirits. His stall was set up next to his son's store, not taking up anyone else's space. He had a small table with copper coins and antique jewelry on it. The old man sat behind the table, chatting with people when they came by. When there were no customers, he would occasionally take out his long pipe and take a few puffs. Basically, there weren't many chances to chat, and most of the time he was alone in silence.,Please note that I cannot translate the content within HTML tags. I can only translate the text between the tags.。