not a monster

Chapter 24 The woman on the street

Today, Wang Xilou is wearing more classical clothes, her hair is braided in a twist on the left side, and the pink-colored skirt looks a little gentle.

But Wang Xilou has always been very gentle.

Ye Ji akimbo, full of air:

"Wangxilou, I will accompany you to see the store today, thank me."

Wang Xilou picked up the cat-friendly stick and swung it in the air, Ye Ji's eyes were straight, she knelt on the sofa, her light-white fingers pressed against the back of the sofa, stepping on it like a kitten stepping on milk. Looking at the cat-fuck stick in Wang Xilou's hand, his whole body trembled slightly because of his patience.

The next second, the black long and straight beautiful girl pounced on her.

"Give it to me now!"

"Give that to me!"

"I want that!"

Ye Ji, who finally got the cat-friendly stick, stared blankly at the cat-friendly stick in her hand, looked closer, then lifted it to a distance and swayed it. Suddenly, she jumped up and suppressed the cat-friendly stick, but the cat-friendly stick was not. It was designed for cats, who can fully hold the end ball with feathers in her human palm at this time.

She sat helplessly on the floor, her black hair was loose, licked the back of her hand, and looked around blankly.

Sitting behind the counter, Wang Xilou held his cheeks, whispered something stupid, sighed a little helplessly, and waved to her:

"Bring it here, I'll play with you."

"Thinking that I only know how to play games is completely wrong!"

"The arrogant and stupid cat... Change it back. It's too weird for me to use a cat stick to tease a little girl who looks like a high school girl."

"Why should I listen to you!"

She said so, but Ye Ji had already stepped on the catwalk and walked back with a cat stick in her mouth, and her tail was about to sway into the sky behind her.

……

In the early morning after the typhoon, it feels more like a cool summer, the asphalt floor is wet and dry, the water reflects the clear sky, the cables of the city, the glass curtain wall of the towering office buildings, the treetops hanging with water and the men passing by on bicycles. high school students.

The water from the treetops just dripped.

Feng Wuli touched his head, wet, and he looked up to see a five- or six-year-old boy sitting there with two cicada wings behind him.

"Yeah."

Feng Wuli wiped the water off his head: "Do you still know me?"

The little boy on the branch shook his head.

"Also..." Feng Wuli smiled helplessly: "Let's work hard to live this summer this year."

At this time, cicadas chirped from the tree, and the sudden noise attracted the attention of many pedestrians, but that was all.

It's just that in Feng Wuli's ears, there are more than cicadas.

"There's someone over there doing something bad."

The sound seemed to be emitted from the cracks in the seabed lacking sunlight and oxygen. It was ethereal and distant. It was mixed with the undercurrent of the seabed and surged upwards. The moment it broke the sea surface, it carried a shocking power.

As expected of a cicada.

"That's what got my hair wet?"

A Qi girl made a small report to herself that someone over there was doing bad things, and what role did she play here, no matter how you look at him, he is just an ordinary high school student now.

In the end, he still pushed the car to go there.

This is a commercial street, not far from the school, and there are many students passing by nearby. Judging from the school uniforms, all of them are from Junsha Middle School.

But it is so leisurely, it should not be a senior in high school, and there is an atmosphere of wearing school uniforms even on holidays in a nearby area.

Vibrant in the early morning.

There are several milk tea shops, many breakfast shops, and some clothing shops that have few customers all year round.

The mist seemed to float on the breakfast shop, and the customers who spoke the local dialect were full. Feng looked around unreasonably. Several elementary school students nearby seemed to recognize him. the weasel, but he didn't care.

……

A young woman in slippers, who seemed to go downstairs to buy food, stood in front of the breakfast shop for a long time.

"Big sister, what do you want, you have been standing in front of my shop for a long time, don't delay the old man's business."

"me……"

The woman suddenly cried, she was overwhelmed with tears, and the pear blossoms brought rain.

Several customers turned their heads in unison, and the Chinese people's problem of watching the fun was deeply rooted.

Middle-aged people rushing to work smashed noodles, students nibbled buns, and old sisters drank soy milk.

Turn your head to continue watching.

This woman is pretty good-looking, about twenty years old, very feminine, but she looks soft and weak, with an inexorable sadness on her eyebrows, she is a contemporary Lin Daiyu, on the other hand, the owner of the breakfast shop has thick eyebrows and big eyes, tall and tall. , like Lin Chong, the leopard head played by Xu Jinjiang in "Nine Pins of Sesame Official".

What is this out?
Coach Lin scolded Lin Daiyu at the breakfast shop.

"Hey? Girl, what are you doing? Are you hungry?"

The woman cried even harder.

The leopard's head is big, looking left and right, more and more people are coming here.

"Sister, don't mess with me? You didn't bring any money, didn't you? The old man invited you to eat?"

In this age when whoever is weak and who is justified, he wiped his sweat and cursed his mother in his heart.

"I, I have money, boss, I want to buy soy milk..." The woman's tears were like a faucet, and her face was covered in tears. People around heard her cry and felt sad.

"Okay, okay, soy milk, right, sweet or not?"

"sweet?"

"Okay, sweet soy milk, don't you cry, girl? What's there to cry about, everyone? Haha." The old man tried to interact with the customers around him, but unfortunately no one paid him any attention.He could only quickly pour a cup of soy milk for the ancestor, closed the lid and handed it over.

A woman cried like a little girl who was suddenly lost on the street and couldn't find her parents. Although others would be very sympathetic when they saw it, it felt miserable and funny.

"thank you boss."

She took it with tears, took out the money from the bag, counted the crumpled two and a half dollars and handed it to the old man, and took the soy milk while crying.

The boss's hand was about to take the two and a half dollars when suddenly a hand stretched out and took the money from the woman's hand one step ahead of him.

He was taken aback and saw a boy dressed as a student standing next to the woman.

"Boss, it just so happens that I also want a cup of soy milk. I'll give you five yuan. I want something sweet."

Feng Wuli handed the boss five dollars, and the boss nodded clearly, then turned around and filled him with a cup of sweet soy milk.

Leopard's head turned around, and he looked at the woman beside him and said, "The boss is not a bad person, why should he harm him?"

The woman glanced at him blankly, realizing that the other party was talking to her.

"I, I didn't hurt him."

"You are hurting him by giving him money."

"Did I hurt him by giving him money?" The woman was even more confused.

"If a living person receives money from a dead person, their longevity will be reduced... You are already dead."

"Me? Am I dead?"

His words seemed to hit the woman, and she couldn't help crying again, but she suddenly became nervous when she remembered that she had more important things to do.

"I, I'm going back, I'm going back."

Saying that, a man hurried away with soy milk in his hands.

"Classmate, your soy milk, be careful hot."

"Oh, thank you."

Feng Wuli took the soy milk, his eyes still on the woman, he sighed helplessly for a long time, but chose to follow.

(End of this chapter)