Summer in City A is coming faster than usual, and it is only May that has forced people to put on sweatshirts and gowns and sit opposite the air conditioner to drink ice soda.

In this busy big city, figures stand in squares and alleys, wearing all kinds of heavy cartoon puppet costumes, and clumsily handing out leaflets.

On this hot day, nine out of ten people are wilting at home, and generally people who are a little tight on money will not come out to do this livelihood, and those who still have to come out to work under the sun are the only people who are very, very short of money.

Mulberry Apple is such a person.

"Whew-"

Selling Moe stuffed the hundredth flyer into the hands of a young couple, and Sang Apple slumped on a bench in the park. Taking off the hood, Mulberry Apple hurriedly stretched out Kumamon's clumsy hand and fanned himself with the remaining flyers, sweat falling down his cheeks and disappearing into the neck of Kumamon's suit, his wet bangs sticking to his forehead, almost stuffy like a plaster.

Sang Apple wanted to remove her bangs so that her forehead could also be breathed, but she looked at her hairy hands and could only sigh and smile bitterly.

Suddenly, the sweat on her forehead fell into her eyes, and she hurriedly lowered her head to wipe it, but her hands and feet were inconvenient. She blinked desperately, trying to flush the sweat out with her tears, but a man came slowly and reached out to hand her a handkerchief.

The man stood in front of Sang Apple, his hands were white and slender, because he was against the light and there were tears in his eyes, Sang Apple couldn't see his face clearly.

Sang Apple thanked him, took the handkerchief with his bulky hands, and wanted to wipe his eyes with the handkerchief, but when he raised his hand, he hit her head, which made her dizzy.

I'm afraid she's not a fool! Where did the Kumamon doll get her wrist joints to wipe her eyes!

Sang Apple looked at his raised hand and wanted to cry without tears, a little depressed.

The man looked at Sang Apple with an unlucky look on his face, and couldn't help but laugh. The sound of soft laughter is as refreshing as spring water flowing through a stream. He reached for his handkerchief and leaned down close to her face, the soft handkerchief falling lightly on her eyes like a butterfly.

The classical and elegant fragrance on the other party's body seemed to burrow into the nose, and the smell that seemed to be the ancient fragrant wood in the ancient forest that did not see the world made the irritable and stuffy mood of the mulberry apple dissipate in an instant.

After wiping her eyes, the other party put the handkerchief in her hand on her "bear paw" again. Sang Apple was stunned for a moment, and then finally realized that the other party actually helped her wipe her sweat in person, she blushed, and hurriedly bowed and thanked her: "Thank you, thank you...... Thank you......" The man raised his hand to stop Sang Apple from continuing to bow her funny Kumamon bow, said "You're welcome" and left directly.

Sang Apple looked at his back, tall and straight, and he should have a meter of eighty-five by his eyes. He looked down at the light blue handkerchief in his hand, which was made of silk, with a few invisible light-colored ornaments on the handkerchief, and a cluster of elegant orchids embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief.

This thing is not cheap at first glance, so if you are destined to see you again, you should return it to others. Sang Apple carefully put away the handkerchief, took a deep breath, put on the stuffy hood, and continued to hand out leaflets.

Maybe because of the hot weather, everyone also understood that it was not easy for Sang Apple, and her leaflets were picked up one after another.

It's afternoon in a blink of an eye, and Sang Apple can finally take off this heavy and stuffy plush doll costume.

The whole body of mulberry apples is like steaming a sauna, and it is still free.

"Hey, Xiao San, this is your salary. "The kind boss with a beer belly handed over two hundred yuan to give the mulberry apples.

Sang Apple took the money and said with a smile: "Thank you, boss!"

The boss patted Sang Apple's shoulder and said earnestly: "Hey, it's not easy to make money, you've worked really hard." Young people have to work harder. ”

Sang Apple smiled and said yes, took the money and turned around and jumped away.

The place where Mulberry apples are rented is relatively remote, because the prices here are much cheaper, at least half the price compared to the city center. In the same way, the natural security is also a little worse, so she hurries home after work every day, and she doesn't dare to delay at all, otherwise she won't be able to get home after dark. And when it gets dark, she's a girl who walks alone, and it's always unsafe.

As soon as he inserted the key into the lock hole, Sang Apple heard a voice coming from behind.

"Hello. ”

Sang Apple's heart was stunned, and she squinted at the sun father-in-law who was waving at her opposite. Sang Apple has seen your name, and said in her heart, isn't this the legendary time to meet demons! Her heart suddenly pounded, and a cold wind blew around, which made her feel cold to the bones.

She didn't dare to look back, and quickly twisted the key to lock herself into the house, but today the keyhole didn't know how, it was pretentious, and she was stunned for a long time and didn't open the door!

"Hello?"

With a second hello, a hand rested on Mulberry Apple's shoulder.

Although it was only lightly touched, the mulberry apple felt too cold to be touched.

I heard that some people have recently picked on single women and bought any drugs, which will cause people to fall into a coma or something when they shoot it!

"Huh!"

She jerked back the key she had inserted, turned to lean against the door, and cried out.

"Big brother begs to be spared! I don't have any money!"

As she said this, Sang Apple reached out and covered her bag.

Looking at the pair of little paws tightly covering her bag, standing in front of Sang Apple and still maintaining the posture of patting his shoulder: "......"

Sang Apple squeezed out a few tears and looked at the man in front of him who didn't look like a bad person, sniffed, cried and said, "Big brother, ancestor, you let me go." I don't have any money. ”

Good-looking man: "I don't want money." ”

The heart is trembling mulberry apple: "......"

After a confrontation of about nine seconds and nine, the good-looking man put his hands in his pockets and said again indifferently and indifferently: "I don't want money." ”

Desperate mulberry apple: "It's colorless!"

Good-looking man: "......"

About another nine seconds and nine seconds passed, and the man spoke, "Don't ...... That one. ”

Sang Apple cried "wow", this time the tears were really unscrupulous, she sat on the ground, rubbed her weak legs cowardly, and cried: "Big brother, I have no money and no color, my life is given by my parents, you can do well, don't kill me, I'm only twenty-five this year, I don't have a boyfriend, and I can't open the pot at home, huh-"

Sang Apple secretly looked left and right, but he couldn't see a person passing by, and he was even more desperate.

"It's not big brother," the good-looking man squatted down, with a slightly cold aura around him, and said lightly, "It's the ancestor." ”

Sang Apple looked at him timidly, and said in his heart that this person was sick, but he didn't dare to show it, but he just nodded desperately: "Ancestor, ancestor, you are my ancestor, let me go, you say that you are the Jade Emperor or Iron Man!"

Looking at Sang Apple like this, he sneered, reached over and gently rubbed Sang Apple's head, then took it back, and took out a handkerchief to wipe it with smooth movements...... Own hand......

Mulberry apples watching his series of movements: "......"

The ancestor who wiped his hands stood up and said to Sang Apple: "Junior, you don't have to be afraid, I am indeed your ancestor. ”

Mulberry apple: "......"

I always feel that this inexplicable guy is scolding, what's going on?

Sang Apple, who stabilized her emotions, found that the other party did not have a dangerous aura on her body, and she had no ill will towards her, but she was still afraid and vigilant and tentatively said: "You, you really won't do anything to me?"

Unexpectedly, the man grinned, learned Sang Apple's tone but said slowly: "What I do to you, it's just messing up the code of ethics." ”

Mulberry apples that still have some weak legs: "......"

The man in front of him who seems to be mentally abnormal is actually very good-looking, he has a straight nose bridge, thin and suitable light-colored lips, and a pair of slightly raised corners of his eyes, which can be called watery and bright peach blossom eyes......

Mulberry Apple, who had been addicted for a while, suddenly felt cold in his heart, and scolded himself in his heart, holding the grass, Sang Apple, you are not afraid of death, you are still looking at his evil face at this moment!

Looking at the expression of relief from the mulberry apple for a while, the ancestor crossed his arms, and his good-looking eyebrows and eyes were smiling.

"Ahem, that, you, who the hell are you?" Sang Apple cleared his throat.

The good-looking Ancestor looked at the mulberry apple with a little surprise and said, "I thought you understood." ”

Mulberry apple: "......"

I understand your uncle! I came to the door of my house to block me for some reason, I know a ghost!

Sang Apple complained indignantly in his heart.

The ancestor looked at the mulberry apple, shook his head, and said helplessly: "You get up first, go in and talk." ”

Sang Apple looked the person in front of him up and down suspiciously, and asked, "Really what's wrong with me?"

The ancestor also has nothing to say, as if he wants to do something to her?

Eventually, the Ancestor gave her a syllable from her nose: "Hmm." ”

Sang Apple breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to stand up again, she rubbed her legs aggrievedly, and said, "My legs are weak......"

In other words, I was scared by you.

The ancestor was speechless, reached out and took out a handkerchief, and said, "I'll wipe my hands first and then help you." ”

Mulberry apples, whose legs have been weak for a long time: "???"

Looking at the ancestor's slender ten fingers, he raised elegantly, and slowly wiped his hands. Sang Apple stretched out his hand and rubbed his legs, and stood up tremblingly, feeling that it was better not to bother this ancestor.

She picked up the key again and inserted it into the keyhole, only to open the door that she refused to open just now with a "click".

Sang Apple glanced at the proud and pretentious Keyhole Jun with extreme resentment.

Now you know it's open?!

When the ancestor saw that the door was opened, he did not wait for the owner of this room to greet him, and slowly and gracefully entered the door.

Sang Apple leaned on the door and trembled in, drank a large glass of water, and sat on the sofa to collect his soul.

The ancestor walked around the small house a few times, and finally stopped in front of the sofa, looked at the stains on the sofa, frowned in disgust, and resolutely decided to stand, and very clearly stated his name, meaning, whether there was a public nuisance, and the date of birth...... Avoid the light and tell the mulberry apple.

Sang Apple felt that she was a little dizzy to hear, is this information too much?

The ancestor looked at the mulberry apple, and had some doubts in his heart about this girl like a fool, would she understand what he said?

Sang Apple glanced at the ancestor who was standing, and seeing his suspicious eyes, the anger in Sang Apple's heart began to pour out little by little, she tried her best to sort out her thoughts, and spoke.

"Qiao Ziqian?"

Ancestor: "Hmm. ”

"My ancestors?"

The Ancestor did not hesitate: "Hmm." ”

"You know my name is Mulberry?"

The Ancestor nodded: "Hmm." ”

"But you don't know what you're looking for me for, you're just coming to me?"

Lord Ancestor hesitated for a moment: "Well......"

Sang Apple took a deep breath, his legs were no longer weak, his head was no longer dizzy, and his waist was no longer painful. She stood up with her waist crossed menacingly, looked at Qiao Ziqian, who was more than half a head taller than her, and said, "Fart!"

Qiao Ziqian: "......"