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Chapter 24 The Woman on the Street

Chapter 24 Woman on the Street

Today Wang Xilou is wearing more classical clothes, with his hair braided into a braid hanging down the left side, and his pink double-breasted skirt looks a bit gentle.

But Wang Xilou has always been very gentle.

Ye Ji put her hands on her hips and said with great air:

"Wang Xilou, I will accompany you to look at the store today. Please thank me."

Wang Xilou picked up the cat teasing stick and swung it in the air. Yeji's eyes widened. She knelt on the sofa and pressed her green-white fingers on the back of the sofa, stepping on it like a kitten stepping on its milk.

Looking at the cat teasing stick in Wang Xilou's hand, his whole body trembled slightly because of his patience.

The next second, the beautiful girl with long black hair rushed forward.

"Give it to me quickly!"

"Give that to me!"

"We want that!"

Ye Ji, who finally got the cat teasing stick, looked blankly at the cat teasing stick in her hand. She looked closer, then raised it far away and shook it. Suddenly, she rushed forward to suppress the cat teasing stick, but the cat teasing stick failed.

It is designed for cats. At this time, her human palm can completely hold down the small ball with feathers at the end.

She sat helplessly on the floor, her black hair disheveled, licked the back of her hands, and looked around blankly.

Wang Xilou, who was sitting behind the counter, cupped his chin and whispered "Silly Cat". He sighed helplessly and waved to her:

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

“It’s completely wrong to think that we just know how to play games!”

"The arrogant and stupid cat...change back quickly. It's too weird for me to tease a little girl who looks like a high school girl with a cat teasing stick."

"Why should I listen to you!"

He said this, but Ye Ji had already walked back on cat steps, holding a cat teasing stick in his mouth, and his tail was almost wagging to the sky behind him.



The morning after the typhoon feels more like a cool summer. The asphalt ground is wet and dry, the water reflects the clear sky, the city cables, the glass curtain walls of the tall office buildings, the treetops hanging with water and the men passing by on bicycles.

High school student.

The water just drips from the treetops.

Feng Wuli touched his head. It was wet. He looked up and saw a five or six-year-old boy sitting there with two cicada wings behind his back.

"It's you."

Feng Wuli wiped the water from his head: "Do you still recognize me?"

The little boy on the branch shook his head.

"That's right..." Feng Wuli smiled helplessly: "Let's work hard to survive this summer this year."

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

But in Feng Wuli's ears, there was more than just the chirping of cicadas.

"There's a guy over there who's doing bad things."

The sound seemed to be emanating from a crack in the seabed that lacked sunlight and oxygen. It was ethereal and distant, mixed with undercurrents on the seafloor and surged upward. The moment it broke through the sea surface, it carried shocking power.

It is indeed the chirping of cicadas.

"That's what you got my hair wet for?"

A Qi Nu reported to him that someone was doing bad things over there, and what role did he play here? After all, he was just an ordinary high school student now.

Finally he pushed the cart over there.

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

But he was so laid-back, so he probably wasn't a senior in high school. There was a custom in the neighborhood where he wore school uniforms even during the holidays.

It's full of energy early in the morning.

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

The mist was like a white gauze floating on the breakfast bar. The seats were packed with customers who spoke local dialects. Feng Wuli looked around. Several elementary school students nearby seemed to recognize him. They secretly looked at others with their eyes like those in the grass.

Weasel, but he didn't care.



A young woman wearing slippers, who looked like she was going downstairs to buy groceries, stood blankly in front of the breakfast shop for a long time.

"Sister, what do you want? You've been standing in front of my store for a long time. Don't delay this old man's business."

"me……"

The woman burst into tears suddenly, crying so hard that she felt overwhelmed.

Several customers turned their heads in unison. The Chinese people's habit of watching the excitement is deeply rooted.

The middle-aged man who was catching up with work was eating noodles, the student was nibbling on a steamed bun, and the old lady was drinking soy milk.

He turned his head and continued looking.

This woman is pretty good-looking, about 20 years old, very feminine, but she looks soft and frail, with an indescribable sadness in her eyebrows. She is a contemporary of Lin Daiyu. On the other hand, the breakfast shop owner has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and is tall and tall.

, like the leopard-headed Lin Chong played by Xu Jinjiang in "Nine Levels of Sesame Official".

What is this coming out?

Coach Lin scolded and cried Lin Daiyu at the breakfast shop.

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

The woman cried harder.

The leopard's head is getting bigger. Looking left and right, more and more people are coming.

"Sister, please don't mess with me? You didn't bring any money, right? This old man treats you and treats you to food?"

In this era where whoever is weak is right, he wiped his sweat and cursed in his heart.

"I, I have money, boss, I want to buy soy milk..." The woman's tears were like a faucet, her face was stained with tears, and the people around her felt sad after hearing her cry.

"Okay, okay, soy milk, right? Do you want it sweet or not?"

"sweet?"

"Okay, sweet soy milk, sister, please don't cry first. What's there to cry about? Everyone agrees, right? Haha." The old man tried to interact with the customers around him, but unfortunately no one paid attention to him. He could only quickly go to give this ancestor

Pour a cup of soy milk, seal the lid and pass it over.

A woman cries like a little girl who suddenly got lost on the street and can't find her parents. Although others will sympathize with her when they see her, she feels miserable and funny at the same time.

"thank you boss."

She cried loudly and took it, took out the money from the bag, counted out two and a half crumpled pieces and handed them to the old man, and took the soy milk while crying.

Just as the boss's hand was about to take the two and a half yuan, a hand suddenly stretched out and took the money from the woman's hand before he did.

He was startled when he saw a boy dressed as a student standing next to the woman.

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

Feng Wuli handed the boss five yuan. The boss nodded understandingly and turned around to fill him with a cup of sweet soy milk.

The leopard head turned around, and then he looked at the woman beside him and said, "The boss is not a bad person, why do you want to harm him?"

The woman looked at him blankly and realized that the other person was telling her.

"I, I didn't harm him."

"If you give him money, you are harming him."

"Am I harming him by giving him money?" The woman became even more confused.

"If a living person receives money from a dead person, his lifespan will be shortened... You are already dead."

"Me? I'm dead?"

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

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

As he said this, a man held soy milk and walked away in a hurry.

"Classmate, be careful with your soy milk."

"Oh, thank you."

Feng Wuli took the soy milk, his eyes still focused on the woman. He sighed helplessly for a long time and chose to follow her.
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