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Qing'er's tone was full of doubt and interrogation.

As I listened to her words, I felt a little troubled. I felt more and more like a prisoner in front of Qing'er, being watched by her 24 hours a day. I felt like I was suffocating.

"I'm on the street!" I said snappily.

"On the street?" Qing'er's tone was a little doubtful.

"On the street, of course. What's the matter? "You don't believe it