Three years into the apocalypse, Su Mengyao remained immaculate, unstained by the chaos. Her complexion was fair with a touch of blush, as if she were still living in a world of prosperity and splendor.,Born without security, he picked up paper scraps in elementary school. In middle school, he held part-time jobs tutoring, doing homework for others, and cleaning toilets, doing anything for money.,Tuition fees are settled every half month, and parents are all well-off. Two of them sent red envelopes with 500 yuan each, totaling 6,000 yuan in earnings.。