Indigo

Thank you so much..." Miyano raised his eyes and saw Pu Ling staring at him.

"No, no." Miyano hurriedly said, "I didn't come here because you kissed me last night, not because of this..."

"Keep your voice down!" Pu Ling covered his mouth with her hand, "My mother is still inside!"

"En." Miyano Weng replied angrily.

The next period of time passed extremely peacefully, and Wang Lei's people never came to trouble either of them.

Mom's flower shop also opened smoothly, and one of the reasons may be that Miyano suggested installing a surveillance camera on the wall at the entrance.

Miyano took a deep breath, pushed open the door of Luo Ying's house and walked in.

The last time he came in was the day Gonghe stole money and was beaten, and it has been half a month now.

Gong He did a good job at Sun Shaonan's auto repair shop, and never came to steal Luo Ying's money again, and the rent for this month has not yet been collected, so Miyano can't find any reason to come here.

Don't come, it's a bit unreasonable.

On the one hand, he thought that it had nothing to do with him, but on the other hand, he really couldn't care about Luo Ying's life.

At least what's the matter... also meet the new boyfriend Zhang Ping talked about that day, and find out what kind of guy that guy is.

Luo Ying was not at home, only a man with yellow hair was lying in the yard while basking in the sun and playing with his mobile phone.

Miyano breathed a sigh of relief without even noticing.

Talking to Luo Ying is a burden for him.

Now only her boyfriend is around, so Miyano doesn't need to talk nonsense. If he gets bored with seeing each other, fighting is a more suitable choice for him than talking and arguing.

Huangmao's reflex arc was probably a bit long, until Miyano opened the door and walked in front of him, the man let out a dazed hum and stood up from the reclining chair.

"You are," Huang Mao half-closed his eyes and scratched his hair, "Luo Ying's son, right?"

"Yeah." Miyano nodded and stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, "Where's my mother?"

"Going to play mahjong." Huang Mao clicked his tongue, then collapsed on the recliner as if he had no bones, and continued to play with his mobile phone.

"Ask for me, when will the rent be collected." Miyano looked at him and said.

Huang Mao replied lazily, without blinking.

Miyano flicked the cigarette ash with his fingertips, turned and walked towards the door.

"Hey, remember to close the door!" Huang Mao shouted.

Miyano glanced back at him, and stretched out his hand to open the door.The door slammed against the wall, then flung wide open.

"Hey you..." Huang Mao put down his phone and pointed at him.

Miyano ignored him and walked out.

A quarter past three.

Miyano glanced at the phone screen, then threw the phone back into his pocket.

Pu Ling hadn't finished school yet, Gong He was working in Sun Shaonan's auto repair shop, and even Aunt Qin didn't wash clothes cursing in the yard.

Very quiet.

Miyano sighed, lying on the railing feeling bored.

Being bored all the time in the house, he slipped downstairs and got into the utility room by the back door.

The utility room was full of scraps of metal, and Miyano even found half of a sock that had been missing after washing it outside last year.

Covering his face, he stretched out his hand to take down the [-]th car lying on the top in the large swirl of dust.

Quite heavy, it was left by his dead father surnamed Gong, who was also Luo Ying's ex-husband.

Miyano had never met that father, and he didn't even know his name except his surname.

He randomly pulled a piece of plastic cloth and wiped the dust on the car.

The wheels are a little flat and the chain a bit rusty, but otherwise it's a solid, good car.

Accompanying Pu Ling to take a taxi home from the convenience store every day...it's not a problem, it's quite expensive.

Miyano clicked his tongue, dragged the car out, and locked the door of the utility room again.

He remembered that there was a semi-blind man who opened a car repair shop in the vegetable market, and his craftsmanship was good.After repairing the car, I will ride Pu Ling home in the future.

Miyano thought, and walked out through the back door.

"Hmm..." There was a low moan from next to his leg.

Miyano looked around, thinking he had heard wrong, and wanted to move on.

Suddenly something grabbed the bottom of the trousers.

He frowned and lowered his head.

A bloody hand grabbed the hem of his trousers.

Miyano looked at the hand. The owner of the hand was half lying in the corner, covered in blood, and the clothes were so dirty that they couldn't see the color.

The hair covered half of the master's face, it was a man.

"Hey!" Miyano was startled, the bicycle fell to the ground.

He quickly squatted down and shook the man's shoulders.

"Hey, is there anything wrong?"

No sound.

dead...

Miyano frowned thinking, a layer of goose bumps appeared on his arms.

If this person died in front of him, then he would be the last one he saw before his death...

"Help me." The man spoke suddenly, and the low and weak voice interrupted Miyano's train of thought.

"Fuck, hold on!" Miyano bent down and picked him up.