In the third grade of primary school, Fang Zhe's family caught a fire, and it was precisely because of this fire that Fang Zhe's family had a huge change.

It's a pity that Fang Zhe has no relevant memory of the fire because of post-traumatic stress disorder, he only knows that his father died in the fire, and his mother was sent to a mental hospital, and he lived with his uncle.

There are rumors in the streets, some people say that the fire was put by Fang Zhe's father himself, and some people say that Fang Zhe's mother put it. What's even more outrageous is that it is rumored that Fang Zhe's mother set a fire after killing her husband with her own hands, wanting to destroy the corpse.

At first, Fang Zhe wanted to argue with reason, but found that he couldn't find the source of the rumors at all, and when those neighbors saw Fang Zhe, they all treated him with a sympathetic and charitable gaze. But every time Fang Zhe left, the gossip reappeared, and it never stopped.

Later, Fang Zhe also got used to it and was relieved. Because he found that the so-called letting go in the mouths of adults is actually just forget it, so be it, otherwise what else can you do?

Put on headphones and listen to the dynamic music of "857, 857", this world has nothing to do with me.

The warm breeze blowing in the summer evening is like a naughty little girl blowing into her ears.

Fang Zhe rode his bicycle, as if he was driving the AE86 of that tofu shop, and was enjoying the ditch drifting through the corner.

However, when he saw a man wearing a fisherman's hat appear not far in front of him, Fang Zhe was shocked, it was too late to brake sharply!

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! ”

Fang Zhe roared loudly at the top of his voice, one hand still desperately moving outward.

"Z"!

The rubberized tires rubbing against the ground and the brake pads rubbing against the wheels are a harsh accompaniment to each other.

The distance was getting closer and closer, but the man in the bucket hat in front of him was completely indifferent, like a statue.

Seeing that he was about to hit someone, Fang Zhe subconsciously closed his eyes, and when his brain was blank, he only smelled a faint scent of sandalwood, and then felt a gust of wind passing through his body.

He slowly opened his eyes and found that he had not overturned the car, nor was there the sound of a man wailing.

Fang Zhe slowly slowed down until he stopped the car, he turned around with a puzzled look on his face, and found that the man in the fisherman's hat was still standing there, as if looking at the scenery.

"Hey, it's okay to have a bit of morality, don't defecate anywhere, take care of your own faucet."

Fang Zhe knew that the other party didn't actually unzip his pants, he just wanted to deliberately throw the pot at the other party, so that he felt less guilty in his heart.

Before leaving, Fang Zhe was still very "friendly" and gestured at the other party with a middle finger before leaving in a dashing manner.

Under the fisherman's hat, the man smiled meaninglessly, only to see him take out some kind of instrument from his pocket, glance at it and then put it back, then put his hands behind his back, and kept looking at the direction Fang Zhe left.

However, after leaving, Fang Zhe immediately lost his calm appearance, and the whole person was like a fried hair, and he quickly pedaled the pedal, so fast that Fujiwara Takumi could only look at the rear of his car in surprise.

"Damn, can you touch something unclean in broad daylight? Amitabha Hallelujah! Civilization, harmony, prosperity, and democracy! ”

"I love the big iron gate of the motherland, the sun rises on the big iron gate~"

With all kinds of righteous slogans in his heart, Fang Zhe's back was already wet with cold sweat at this time. He spent a few minutes wondering if the strange uncle he had just met was a ghost. The more I think about it, the more numb my scalp becomes, and the more goosebumps on my arms rise.

Before you know it, your destination has arrived.

Looking at the pedestrians rushing on the street in front of the gate of Da Defa Shopping Center, Fang Zhe felt a sense of security in his heart. He pushed his bicycle to a stop in front of a convenience store, locked it, and then shook his head, forcing himself to forget about the strange thing that had just happened, and then walked inside.

Picking things up quickly and everything is a breeze. I saw Fang Zhe walking to the cashier counter with two ham sausages.

"Hey little brother, you're on duty again today, your store manager is really idle."

Fang Zhe greeted the cashier brother, handed over the ham sausage, and opened the payment code of his mobile phone.

"Well, three pieces in total. It's good that you're feeding the stray dogs again. ”

The cashier, who was wearing glasses and looked weak, scanned the payment code and handed the ham back to the other party.

"Where, thank you so much for taking care of Kuroko. Hehe, then I'll go first, and then I'll borrow your back door. ”

"Okay."

Then, under the watchful eye of the cashier, Fang Zhe left through the back door of the convenience store.

The back door of the 24-hour convenience store connects to an alley, and there is a garbage storage area in the alley because it is surrounded by residential buildings on both sides. Because of the relationship between residential buildings and garbage dumps, there are many stray cats and dogs in the alleys.

However, it may be because of the disturbance of the people, or it may be other factors, in short, Fang Zhe found that there are fewer and fewer stray cats and dogs in the alley recently. Now there are only a few stray cats whose whereabouts are uncertain, and the stray dog that he named Kuroko.

"Kuroko, come out and eat."

With Fang Zhe's soft shout, suddenly a small head stretched out, and then he saw a naïve little black dog wagging his tail and running towards Fang Zhe happily.

Skillfully peeling off the coat of the ham sausage and placing it on the ground, Fang Zhe looked at the little guy who was gobbling it up, with a relieved smile on his face.

"Then you eat slowly, I'm going to earn food money for us."

Hearing the voice, the little guy glanced up, only to find that Fang Zhe had already left. It tilted its head slightly, then continued to eat the rest of the food.

A short walk from the alley is the back entrance of Da Tak Fat Shopping Center, which is generally used as a staff passage and the presence of carrying goods, and customers rarely walk this side.

The alley is dim, and one street light may have been flickering due to poor contact, and the old monitoring equipment on the upper right does not know if it is working properly.

But despite this, Fang Zhe did not have any sense of fear when he walked in the alley, but instead derived a sense of steadiness because of familiarity.

At night, the temperature is much cooler than during the day, and because of this, there are many pedestrians walking under the neon lights.

When Fang Zhe walked out of the back door of the shopping mall again, it was more than eight o'clock in the evening. Because his uncle still had to deal with the remaining pork, and Fang Zhe was now in the critical period of his third year of high school, he didn't let him help for too long.

After touching the little guy's head in the alley, and then passing through the back door of the convenience store, and saying hello to the cashier, Fang Zhe got on his bicycle and walked home.

Everything was business as usual, but it seemed to be different.

In normal times, Fang Zhe would choose a remote path to ride home, although the road was a little rough, but it was better than being closer to home. However, because of the strange uncle he met in the evening, he chose to take the brightly lit road today.

With the great compassion spell in the headphones, Fang Zhe finally got home all the way.

When he locked the bicycle, he took a look up at Liu Liang's house and found that there was no light in the house, and the entire small building was shrouded in darkness.

"Hey, why did that guy go to bed so early today? Anyway, I haven't seen his parents for a while. ”

"Oh yes, I seem to have heard that stupid X say a while ago that his parents are on a business trip."

Without thinking too much about it, Fang Zhe closed the door of his house.

Tonight, as calm as usual.