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The brush was strong and serpentine.

　　He held down the edge of the piece of paper and pushed it forward, "Bring this with you next time you come."

　　The other party didn't say all the words, but Qiao Si Yue understood what he meant, folded the paper into a quadrilateral shape and put it into his pocket.

　　Without taking a few steps out, a van stopped in front of the door, and a middle-aged man came down from the vehicle.

　　"Ah Wuan, here to watch the store for your granny again, huh? Where is she."

　　The man used a dialect with a rough voice that Qiao Si Yue didn't understand, her footsteps slowed down uncontrollably and she waited intently for the other man to respond.

　　After a long time, she heard him say, "Went square dancing with someone."

　　He spoke slowly, but not in a slack and unreasonable manner, containing a few smiles.

　　Obviously, he had just been woken up, but he didn't have the slightest bit of a wake-up call.

　　Qiao Si Yue couldn't help but categorize him as good-tempered in her heart.

　　For a moment the man added: "Today's goods ... Ah肆 you count it ... this is the bill."

　　The sound of conversation behind him ended abruptly, and not long afterward, the sound of the engine sounded again, and the van turned a corner and disappeared from view.

　　Almost at the same moment, a black shadow swept past from the side of his body, Qiao Siyue slowed down half a beat and sidestepped his head, just in time to meet the boys leaping figure, between the flash of lightning, he raised his leg and kicked forward with force, and the air suddenly resounded with the sound of a similar heavy weight falling to the ground, before the boys' three consecutive questioning.

　　"Ten dollars also rob, this life is not seen money?"

　　"Wasn't it quite impressive just now, why did you fall to the ground now?"

　　"The sky is not even dark, already started to do the thief dog hook, rush performance is not necessary to be so hard."

　　The tone of voice is very different from the previous one, it is a sharp turn of coldness, and the color of the face is not good, like floating a layer of thin ice.

　　Qiao Si Yue: "..."

　　Lin Yuwu stepped forward and stepped on the back of the punk, stooped down to pick up the money scattered on the ground, when he got up, he realized that there was someone on his side staring at him, he turned his head sideways, and the force on his foot was unconsciously loosened up a bit.

　　The punk saw the opportunity to get up, the amplitude of the movement is too large, Qiao Si Yue was knocked down by him, fell forward violently.

　　Lin Yuwu quickly grabbed the collar of her clothes, then tightened his hand, in the posture of an eagle catching a chicken, and vigorously lifted upward.

　　Under the huge pulling force, Qiao Si Yue's entire body leaned back, and with a snap, the plastic bag fell to the ground, and the cans rolled all the way down the slope.

　　She stumbled a few steps, holding onto the tree trunk at her side, barely able to stand still.

　　The distance between the two people was thus drawn in.

　　The tip of her nose was filled with his scent, similar to lemon flavor, refreshing and sour, a flavor that can make one's depression dissolve.

　　For a moment, Qiao Si Yue felt that Ming Gang's deadly fishy stench was not as hard for her to accept as she had imagined.

　　Lin Yuwu stared at the spin of her hair, "Stand still and I'll let go."

　　The voice did not contain the dry heat of the summer night, and was cool and aloof.

　　Qiao Si Yue lowered her head, his t-shirt was blown by the wind, and the vapors on the ground swayed with it.

　　The beating of his heart was without pattern, but it was so clear and real.

　　She nodded slowly, then said, "Thank you."

　　Lin Yuwu released and saved his hands into his pockets, his eyes paused for a moment on her crumpled collar and reminded, "The collar is crooked."

　　Qiao Si Yue froze slightly and then tucked her lapel forward, ruffling the crumpled hair on the side of her neck in the process, turning around and raising her eyes to find his gaze fixed on her.

　　Being stared at by him like this, Qiao Si Yue was uncomfortable, she couldn't see what expression she had at that moment, she only knew that her face was a little hot, and she unconsciously touched her earlobes, where it was also burning.

　　"Thanks."