Panguan

She heard footsteps, turned her head, and was stunned when she saw Wen Shi and Xia Qiao.

Xia Qiao was even more stunned than her: "Eh? It's you."

When I smelled it, I didn't remember much, I just thought she was familiar. It wasn't until Xia Qiao called "Aunt Zhang" that he remembered that this person went to mourn over the Shen Bridge, as if it was Zhang Biling.

Originally, she was going to go on the day of Shen Qiao's burial, but she didn't go because of a temporary delay.

Wen Shi was quite impressed by her ranking on the famous tree map, because the line he passed down was the first from the bottom, and Zhang Biling was the second from the bottom.

It can be said that they are brothers and sisters.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Biling was surprised to see them both.

"Come on—" Xia Qiao respected his previous excuse, and said, "If you want to buy something, come to a friend's or a friend's store, and have a meal by the way."

"Friend?" Zhang Biling was even more surprised, "Who are you talking about?"

"Uh...that's the boss of this place." Xia Qiao said bravely.

We've been caged together, we've had dinner together, and we're about to live together, so we should be friends. But Xia Qiao just felt guilty to classify Xie Wen as a friend.

"You know Xie Wen?" Zhang Biling said.

Xia Qiao could only make an "ang".

Wen Shi added: "I just met not long ago."

"Oh." Zhang Biling nodded, "No wonder, I haven't seen you here before."

"You also know Xie Wen?"

After Xia Qiao asked, he realized that he had said something stupid.

Although Zhang Biling and Xie Wen have different surnames, they are both members of the Zhang family, and it is not unusual for them to know each other. What's more, they are in a similar situation. One is removed from the list and the other is at the bottom of the ranking. They are all of the kind that no one cares about. Maybe they still have a little sympathy for each other.

However, Xiaqiao soon discovered that they were still far from cherishing each other. Because after Xie Wen went downstairs, Zhang Biling was not familiar with the state of talking to him.

Be polite first before entering the topic.

"Are you here to get something?" Xie asked, "Then I have to ask Lao Mao to find it."

"No." Zhang Biling waved her hand and said, "It's all something that doesn't matter, it's nothing. I saw it raining at first, but I happened to pass by here, and I want to ask you for a little favor. If there are guests, I will Don't stay any longer. Keep talking, I'll come back next time when I'm free."

She tucked the shoulder bag up, greeted everyone and left. She was in a hurry and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and it was too late to call back.

This made everyone confused, and they didn't recover until Lao Mao went downstairs with a garbage bag.

Wen Shi didn't plan to stay for long, he said, "We're leaving too," and walked to the door, wanting to take the black umbrella.

Unexpectedly, the shelves were empty, except for a wet water mark.

He was stunned for a moment when he smelled it: "Where's the umbrella?"

Xia Qiao followed suit: "Yeah, where's the umbrella?"

He was frightened by the twins once, and he always felt that there was something wrong with the black umbrella, and he didn't want to support it back at all. But it’s one thing to not hold on, and it’s another to disappear out of thin air.

Originally, the umbrella was weird enough, and he felt even more horrified when he made such a fuss.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up outside the door, and the light rainwater flew in diagonally, rubbing his neck and passing by, as if something was sticking there and gently choking.

Xia Qiao immediately shivered and got jerky on his body, but she grabbed Wen Shi's arm.

Wen Shi was about to tame him, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw a plaid umbrella shaking away.

"You take this." Xie asked in a voice.

Wen Shi took the umbrella and turned his head, and saw Xie Wen opened another umbrella and said, "Let's go, I'll see you off."

"No." Wen Shi said.

"Yes." The wind at the door was a bit cold, he put on a coat and raised his collar, still clenched his fist and coughed twice, persuading: "You must have never walked this road at night, you will know it once you walk. already."

When smelling: "...I am very courageous."

"I know." Xie Wen's gloved hand was still on the tip of his nose, and his eyes were curled up in the night, "You don't have to be so eloquent, you can see it with your eyes. But someone like him—"

He pointed to Xiaqiao and said, "Two people are useless, we have to form a group."

"..."

Wen Shixin said that I don't need to pull sick seedlings to make up the number when I form a group. If there is such a strong wind, if Chuī falls ill, who will it be?

As a result, Xie Wen was already holding his shoulders, and he coaxed and pushed him to stop being stubborn, and quickly put up an umbrella.

Wen Shi was actually a little puzzled. He wanted to say, "You know what I use as food, are you not afraid?" But he felt that this question was a bit pretentious, so he stopped talking.

This street outside Xiping Garden is indeed a bit weird, maybe because of the lack of business, before 8 pm, the shops on both sides were closed.

Those storefronts are not particular, and they haven't been cleaned for a long time. The windows are covered with thick ash. When it rains, watermarks flow down one after another, like a scratched face.

The things in the store are shadowy, and the outlines cannot be clearly seen. Sometimes when I blinked, I always felt that someone was standing upright in the dark shop.

There are no street lights in the whole street, only a little light from Xiping Garden, which falls far behind, shrouded in rain, foggy and a bit old.

Cars are not allowed to enter here, and you have to walk to Wangquan Road and the fork of this street.

Xia Qiao was probably so frightened that he didn't dare to speak all the way. Because there will be echoes when talking on the street, at first glance it sounds like someone is sighing behind.