Why?
ah……
for what……
The boy was asked the first question.
He chased it...
...
The boy was shocked to find out...
"have no idea."
The boy clearly said these three words, but the boy looked surprised, as if he had heard some incredible answer.
...
"I have no idea……"
The boy murmured.
He reached out and held his head.
"I think about it..."
He had been chasing this special fish for a long time, and he forgot the reason why he first pursued it.
...
"……I……"
The boy tried hard to plunder his memories.
...
The tiger dragon's tail whipped the puddle.
...
A thin column of water hit the boy's face.
The boy was so scared that he almost let go of the umbrella in his hand.
Almost loosened.
The boy hurriedly rescued the umbrella he was about to fall.
...
This time, the boy rescued him successfully.
The boy breathed a sigh of relief.
...
He touched his face.
Just now……
...
"ah!"
A flash of inspiration in the boy's mind.
"I remembered it!"
The boy was very excited.
"The same was true at that time..."
The boy screamed.
...
Half a year ago, it was raining.
The rain that day was not as heavy as today.
He was tired of standing.
Squat down at the bus stop.
It was a deserted bus stop.
Apart from him, two old men were sitting at the bottom of the bus stop.
An old lady and an old man.
Sitting at both ends.
There are big and small bags at your feet.
...
He looked at the direction of the car.
I feel a little irritated when I wait for the car I haven't come for a long time.
At that time, a stream of water suddenly hit his face.
He was startled.
The umbrella in his hand fell into the puddle on the street with a bang.
...
He was a little annoyed.
While hurriedly reaching out to pick up his umbrella.
While looking up, he looked for the culprit.
...
Then……
He was stunned.
...
What did he see?
A fish in ink color?
The overall temperament has nothing to do with ordinary fish.
There is simply a difference between immortals and mortals.
...
When he was a little dazed because of his surprise, he heard laughter.
Some are like ducks' screams but some are different...
He couldn't tell what the sound looked like...
...
Another water attack on his face woke the boy from his trance.
The boy touched his face.
"So it's you..."
The boy murmured.
OK.
The culprit he was looking for was still provoking him?
This is fearless and unscrupulous.
The boy was angry.
Do you look like a soft persimmon?
To be continued...