Wen Xin lay on the rim of the trash can.
Her eyes wide open, she stared at the beer can amidst a pile of plastic bags.
Her heart fluttered slightly, but she was too short and her hands too small. After several attempts, she still couldn't reach it.
The weather was gloomy and changeable.
Though the sun had peeked out for a bit, it was still chilly.
Passersby hurried by, rushing to work, paying no attention to her actions.
"Almost..."
"Just a bit more..."
She bit her lip, stood on her tiptoes, and stretched her fingers downward again.
At that moment,
A large hand reached in and directly grabbed the beer can.
Wen Xin was startled and quickly straightened up, looking over in confusion.
Her eyes fixed on the can worth two dimes, feeling a pang in her heart.
She looked up at the person who took her treasure, but was instantly stunned.
"If you encounter this situation again, just knock over the trash can and grab what you need first."
