This is a small village where you can see buildings similar to this house everywhere, with a distinct Cambodian style. However, unlike Phnom Penh, which is somewhat prosperous and cleaner, this place is filthy and run-down.
Yu Xi remembered that she rushed towards Gu Linhan at that time because she saw the woman shooting at him. Worried, she ran over immediately, but after being shot, she lost control of the motorbike and crashed under the bridge.
It's said to be a miracle she didn't die.
She just didn't know where she got washed up at the moment.
She couldn't understand what people here were saying and couldn't find out where she was either.
Except for some school children who know a bit of English, it seems more people here still speak Cambodian.
Yu Xi stood there, with people passing by everywhere, watching her.
Foreigners rarely come here, so an unfamiliar face is seen by everyone immediately.
Yu Xi coughed a bit.
Her shoulder hurt, making her hiss in pain.