Halfway through the car, the number of people on the bus gradually increased, and soon, there was no room for the whole car.

A beautiful girl with a ponytail stepped on the bus, and the girl should look seventeen or eighteen years old, which is the best time for her life.

Her appearance is delicate, there is a feeling of being a lady, although she is wearing a relatively wide casual dress, but she still can't stop her delicate figure.

Her slender hands grasped the rings, and she was playing with her phone with her head down.

The girl was standing beside Yan Ming, and he could clearly look at the girl's beautiful face.

As if noticing that Yan Ming, the old pervert, was looking at herself, she smiled at him.

Looking at such an innocent smile, Yan Ming smiled, and then looked out the window.

The car was a little bumpy, and the passengers standing swayed along with the car.

Yan Ming yawned and turned his head, only to see the girl's flushed face.

Hey, why is your face red? Is it because I'm so handsome?

Yan Ming, who is stinky and shameless, thought so.

However, he soon noticed that something was wrong, and behind the girl stood a man in a suit, who was wearing glasses and looked quite Sven.

It is only a gentleman in appearance, not a gentleman in behavior.

He approached the girl, intentionally or unintentionally, and tentatively touched the girl's leg with one hand.

But his expression was calm, and he knew at a glance that he was a veteran.

The girl also noticed the man's actions, but she was too shy to speak.

Yan Ming stood up and said to the girl: "My sister is quite tired from standing, come and sit here."

As if seeing a savior, the girl nodded hurriedly and sat down on the chair.

The man glared at Yan Ming with bad intentions, obviously saying that he had ruined his own good deeds.

But seeing the girl sit down, the man could only give up and look for the next target.

But just as he was about to move, a hand patted his buttocks, and Yan Ming whispered in his ear, "Hai, boy!"

The atmosphere was a little anxious at one point.

The man only felt creepy, and said in his heart: I'm rubbing, did I run into a bus pervert? Wait, am I not?

He didn't dare to make a sound, but tried to stay away from the man.

Who knew that at this moment, Yan Ming shouted: "Oh, catch the pervert, you pervert actually touched my ass, beast"

The man looked at him in confusion, WTF, is there such a magical operation?

The passengers on the bus looked at Yan Ming, and the man suddenly panicked.

He yelled at Yan Ming: "You don't spew blood, and I didn't touch your buttocks"

Yan Ming clasped his hands to his chest and said, "Did I say who touched it? What are you in such a hurry to explain?"

Only then did the man realize that when Yan Ming shouted this, he just looked at him, and indeed did not say that he did it.

Ma Dan, I've been tricked!

The man argued: "I, I, I, not ......"

"It's not nothing, you dead pervert, you don't even let go of men, perverted" Yan Ming scolded angrily.

The people in the car all looked at the man with strange eyes, and at that moment, the man just wanted to find a place to get in.

"You bastard, scumbag, I'm bastard" After scolding, Yan Ming slapped the man in the face.

The strength of this palm is not light, and the man is eyes are full of stars.

The man was completely confused, isn't this plot right? Obviously, you slapped my ass in the first place? Why did I become a pervert?

"The boys in the car all listen to me, we boys must also learn to protect ourselves outside, and we must not let such a pervert take advantage of it" Yan Ming pointed to the man.

Many men in the car nodded.

Yan Ming grabbed the man's hand and shouted, "Go, follow me to the police station, today I must make you pay for your actions"

"That's right, take him to the police station"

There are passengers in the car or echo.

The man is really flustered now, it's not that he hasn't entered the bureau, but in the past, it was in the name of harassing women, and if he went in to harass men today, it would be the biggest stain on his life.

Just then, the door of the bus opens and the bus arrives.

Seeing this opportunity, the man immediately rushed out.

Yan Ming didn't intend to arrest him, so he just watched him leave.

The noisy carriage quickly returned to calm.

Yan Ming grabbed the ring and stood beside the girl, she said to Yan Ming: "Thank you, come back and sit"

The girl was just about to stand up, but Yan Ming smiled and said, "No need, I'll be there a little further, you can sit."

"Hmm" the girl nodded, "That, thank you"

"You have just thanked you, and the little sister, in the future, when a person encounters this kind of pervert outside, shout and scold him, don't be afraid, they will be scared as soon as you shout, and there are other people who will help you, you have to believe that there are always more good people than bad people in this world"

"Hmm"

The car stopped again, listened to the voice broadcast, and said strictly: "Okay, I'm here, get out of the car first." ”

"Okay, that, my name is Zhang Simeng"

"Strict"

After speaking, Yan Ming got out of the car, and Zhang Simeng looked at his back in a daze.

——

Yan Ming lives in a residential building from the 90s of the last century, which is very dilapidated from the outside, with red bricks exposed, a lot of wall skin has fallen off, and several unpolished windows on the first floor are covered with a layer of dust.

A few uncles and aunts downstairs are chatting with melon seeds, and the content is nothing more than the price of vegetables and the shortcomings of parents.

It's an urban village in the city, and it's a mess compared to the city's business districts and the like.

However, renting here is cheap, so every year it attracts a large number of young people who come to the city to work hard, and they will huddle in small rooms, fantasizing about the day when their dreams will come true.

He smiled and greeted the old people, everyone was an old neighbor for almost ten years, and Yan Ming also spent a long time in this residential building.

In the corner of the first floor is still his little blue leather tricycle, although it has been useless for more than a week, but the tricycle is still clean, as if someone has washed it for him.

The light from the old light bulbs barely lit up the staircase, but it still looked dim.

He walked upstairs to the door of his familiar home.

The door was open, and there was a sound of stir-frying inside.

Yan Ming walked in, and in the small kitchen, a woman was cooking for him.

"I'm back," Yan Ming shouted.

"Oh, then you wash your hands and get ready to eat, I still have a dish here that hasn't been fried"

The scene is a bit like a conversation between a husband and his wife coming home from work.

Yan Ming looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table, each of which was full of color, flavor and flavor.

He sat on a chair and served a bowl of rice with cleaned dishes and chopsticks.

The sound of stir-frying in the kitchen stopped, and a moment later, the woman walked out with a plate of greens.

The woman was very beautiful, with long hair that reached to her waist, and perhaps because she had not gone out of the house for a long time, her skin was very white.

She put the greens on the table and said with a smile: "There are only these few dishes, you will eat them, if you don't like it, I will make you some others"

"I think the dishes you cook are delicious, and the two of us won't eat too many of them, right?"

The woman said, "Aren't you just recovering from a serious illness?"

"You say that, why do you make it look like my body is very weak, brother, my body is very good" Yan Ming rolled up his sleeves and showed off his muscles.

"Don't show off, Xiu'er, hurry up and eat," the woman smiled and served him a bowl of chicken soup from an empty bowl.

Yan Ming was eating, looking at the woman from time to time.

Her name is Xu Qingqing, and she is a strict childhood sweetheart, and the two have been classmates since elementary school until high school.

Her family has always lived opposite Yan Ming's house and has been neighbors for many years.

Finding that Yan Ming had been looking at him, Xu Qingqing asked with a smile, "What are you doing all the time looking at me?"

"No, it's just that it's been too long since I suddenly noticed that you seem to have become pretty?"

"Wasn't I beautiful before?" Xu Qingqing said.

"Beautiful, of course it's beautiful, you are the class flower of our class in junior high school, and high school is the school flower of our school, who said you are not beautiful, I will be the first to beat him"

Xu Qingqing covered her mouth and smiled, "From childhood to adulthood, you are the best at talking with this mouth, I don't know how many girls have been deceived."

"How is it possible, I've been a mother and fetus solo for so many years, and there is still no girl to confess to me"

Xu Qingqing moved her mouth, wanting to say something, but she didn't say it.

Yan Ming drank a bowl of chicken soup, and kept praising Xu Qingqing's craftsmanship in his mouth.

"Oh by the way, why did you confiscate the five hundred yuan I transferred to you before?" Xu Qingqing said.

"What's the money?"

"Didn't you sell the money for me to sell the gadgets I made? At that time, I said that we should split the account fifty-fifty, but you turned over the thousand yuan at once."

"Oh, this, it's okay, I'll store the five hundred yuan with you first, and use it as my wife."

Xu Qingqing wanted to refuse and return the money to him, but Yan Ming refused and spent a lot of effort to convince her.

After eating, Yan Ming took the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen to clean, and after a while, he dried his hands and walked out.

Xu Qingqing was sitting in the living room watching TV while making a few small crafts.

Yan Ming sat beside her and helped her.

However, compared to Yan Ming's clumsiness, Xu Qingqing was much more ingenious, and it didn't take long to finish one.

"I've been doing this all this time, and now there are about 100 of them in my house."

"Yes, you're very diligent, I'll help you sell them tomorrow," Yan Ming said with a smile.

"You've just been discharged from the hospital, don't be in such a hurry"

"Didn't I say that, brother, my body is very good," Yan ** said to his chest.

"Then you have to pay more attention to your body, ahem, we have fifty-five cents for the money we got this time, and the money, ahem, you have to take it"

Yan Ming looked at her who kept coughing, patted her back gently, and said softly: "Okay, listen to you"

"Hmm"