The beige taxi slowly moved along in the endless traffic, driven by an uncle in his fifties, thin and thin, not good at words, but with a gentle smile.

Along the way, except for asking Ye Han politely where they were going, they drove steadily and didn't speak again.

It's the poetry that chatters non-stop along the way.

After Ye Han agreed to go home with her to see what was wrong with her sister, she was always in a particularly excited state, and kept introducing Ye Han to all kinds of things flashing on both sides of the car window along the way, as big as a building, a park, as small as a tree, and a traffic light, she could tell many origins.

Judging by how familiar she is with this place, she must have lived in this place for many years.

At this time, she was pointing to an old grocery store on the corner of the road, and said excitedly: "Night, this grocery store has a history of more than 20 years, it was there when I was in elementary school, it was like this then, and it is still like this, it has not changed at all, but the boss has changed." When I was young, the owner of this shop was Grandpa Naniya, and Grandpa Naniya was very good, not only would he sell us all kinds of things cheaply, but he would also answer our questions. ”

Shiyin stretched out her finger again and pointed to a wooden board on the left wall of the grocery store, and said with some nostalgia: "At that time, if we had any questions in our hearts, we could write letters and stuff them into a mailbox on the door, and the next day a reply would appear on the board, and all the questions would be answered." It's a pity that Grandpa Langya fell ill and had to go back home to recuperate, and since then there has been no one to solve our problems. Shiyin's tone was very lost, but after a while it became lively again, pointing to another building and introducing it.

After an hour of talking, driving all the way, the beige taxi finally stopped in front of a ten-story apartment building.

After sweetly thanking the driver's uncle who helped her move the suitcase out of the car with a gentle smile, Shiyin dragged the suitcase that was half her body size and came behind Ye Han.

At this time, Ye Han was looking at the apartment building in front of him.

The building was clearly decades old, and its style was very different from the newly built buildings and apartments around it, and it looked rustic and old, like an old man with a twilight air on his body.

Ten floors, each with a row of narrow corridors in front and housing in the back, and a small elevator outside the building.

"This elevator was installed when I was in high school, before that people in the building had to climb the stairs up and down, my home was on the fifth floor, usually walking down fine, the worst thing is to live on the tenth floor of a few families, every day home is like climbing a mountain, haha." Shiyin laughed out loud as she spoke behind Ye Han's back, as if she had thought of something interesting.

What a heartless stupid girl, Ye Han shook his head and sighed in his heart, then glanced at Shiyin, and said lightly: "Go ahead." ”

She said this in Fuso.

Listening to her incomparably pure Fusang language, Shiyin said enviously: "Night, you should really go to our school to teach Fusang language, you speak Chinese Chinese and Fusang so well, you are the talent we need the most." ”

Ye Han ignored her, this girl was a Fusang language teacher at an international school in Fuzhou, and after discovering her language ability, she had been pushing her to go to that school to be a teacher.

I don't know how her head grows, and she would come up with such an idea.

Stretching out her hand and pointing ahead with an expressionless face, Shiyin suddenly stopped talking, and then hurriedly dragged the big box and ran a few steps to get in front of Ye Han and began to walk forward.

After taking the creaking elevator to the fifth floor, and dragging the suitcase all the way to the westernmost room, Shiyin couldn't wait to knock on the door, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Mom, I'm back!" Open the door! ”

A moment later, a sound of footsteps came from the door, and then with a creak, the security door opened from the inside, and a woman with a happy face appeared in front of Ye Han.

Looking at the woman in front of him, even if he was as strong as Ye Han, he fell into an embarrassing situation. Search

It stands to reason that there is such a big daughter as Shiyin, and it is no problem for her to call the woman in front of her an aunt. But looking at her appearance, Ye Han's aunt couldn't scream.

Have you ever seen an aunt whose daughter is in her twenties look younger than her daughter?

The woman in front of her is, she is eight points similar to Shiyin, but her facial features are more delicate, her figure is more exquisite, her skin is white and smooth, and there is no wrinkle on her face, and she is as pink as an eighteen-year-old girl, and she looks more beautiful and younger than Shiyin.

If Shiyin and her mother were put together for others to recognize, there was a good chance that people would think of them as two sisters, and Shiyin would be the older sister.

And she is just an ordinary person, not a deviant, it is incredible, it is incredible, an ordinary person can maintain his figure and appearance to such an extent.

"Shiyin, you're back!" The woman in home clothes saw Shiyin at the door and said happily, and then she turned to look at Ye Han, "Presumably you are the cold night lord that Shiyin said, thank you so much, and be willing to help our family." ”

Saying that, she bowed deeply to Ye Han, Ye Han didn't stop her, and only after she got up did she say calmly: "You're welcome, it's just a gesture, I don't know what I should call you?" ”

"My name is Ami Mizuno, you can call me Ami." The woman said respectfully.

It's not surprising that the woman's surname is also Mizuno Yehan, because Shiyin told her on the road that their family is a mother and daughter, and she has never seen her father since she was a child, and according to her mother, their father died when she was very young, so they followed their mother's surname.

"Then I'll call you Yami, don't call me by you, just call me Night." Ye Han nodded towards Yami.

"This ......" Ami hesitated, as if she didn't dare to be so casual, knowing that Shiyin was next to her and hummed: "Mom, you can call her whatever you want at night, she doesn't like others to call her "you" the most. ”

After listening to her daughter's words and looking at Ye Han's calm face, Yami finally made up her mind and said, "Okay, Ye Xiao...... Please come to the house and sit at night. ”

Saying that, she leaned sideways in front of her and led Ye Han to the house.

The house is not big, just a living room, two rooms, a bathroom and a kitchenette, and a small balcony outside.

At this time, the small balcony is full of girls' summer clothes, underwear, stockings and other light items.

The room is also very distinctively furnished, except for the shoe rack and wooden planks in the entrance, most of the rest of the place is covered with pale yellow tatami mats, a small living room with a small dining table and a low sofa, and an old TV with a protruding back on the wall opposite the sofa.

There are two sliding lattice doors on each side of the living room, and there are two small bedrooms, one of which is closed and the other open, and in this open room is a girl.

Ye Han took off his shoes and walked into the living room, looked around for a while, while Shiyin first opened the closed lattice door, put the box in, and then ran to the room where his sister was lying.

It was her mother's room, and her sister moved here from the side when she got sick so that her mother could take care of her.

Yami was busy entertaining Ye Han and was pouring her tea at the moment.

After a while, Ye Han took the teacup and took a sip gently, and at the same time put a wisp of Tianxin consciousness on his sleeping sister.

Then he raised his eyebrows and said secretly: This is a man-made disaster