I was barefoot and walked step by step on the street in the middle of the night. There were no people on the road. In front of the shop where the iron gate was closed, there were wandering widows sleeping in the desert. Next to the trash can in the distance, there were a few street children smoking cigarettes, and there were some people who were still walking on the road at night at such a night. They were shining in a quiet color by dim street lights everywhere.Yili glanced at the homeless man. She was not afraid of the homeless man. It was a pity to sleep on such a cold street. The touch of the stone brick floor came from the soles of her feet, which made the girl imagine how cold it would be to sleep on it.Fortunately, it is not the severe winter, but the cool autumn, and walking barefoot on the stone road is not too difficult.