Shen Yuanchao never saw the ghost of Huanghai's son again.

A month later, the weather was already very hot, the evening rush hour bus was full of sweat, and the freshman high school girl with a ponytail sat by the window to write her English homework, and in a few days it was the final exam.

Outside the car window, all kinds of lights are bright and green, and someone can see her face from the reflection of the glass, and it is really getting more and more beautiful year by year, and her fair cheeks are a little baby fat, as the ancient books say that the bomb can be broken.

Shin Min suddenly looked back and saw him.

In the crowded and noisy carriage, a seventeen-year-old boy in sportswear pulled the handrails so as not to be squeezed over.

She remembers him at last year's Mid-Autumn Festival.

There were people all around him and there was no way out, and he said weakly, "Hello." ”

She pretended not to hear it, lowered her head and continued to do her homework, but her heartbeat was frighteningly fast.

The bus made another stop, and the boy seemed to be unable to hold back: "It's too dark, don't write it." ”

The sign of Haidilao was lit up outside the window, and her ponytail trembled slightly, before she put down the pen in her hand and still didn't look up at him.

The air in the carriage was muddy and dreary, and Shin Min's face was hot, prompting her to look over the side of the door—passing through the gaps in the bus, and among the several tired and unsuspecting faces, she saw a pair of men's eyes.

A middle-aged man with his usual hairstyle will not make any impression, except for a cyan mark on his forehead.

Suddenly, he squeezed sideways in front of the car door, just in time to stop at the stand.

"Stop!"

The young man also saw this person, screamed bitterly, pushed away the two aunts next to him, and rushed to the back door desperately.

"What's wrong?"

"Look for death!"

"Ouch! It hurts me! ”

Sounds rang out all around, and the boy ran out a few steps with difficulty, but the door was open, and the man jumped out of the car quickly. Many more people who had left work rushed into the car and pushed him back like a tidal wave.

"Don't close the door!"

Just as he shouted like crazy, the doors were closed, the female driver started the car with a curse, and the other passengers looked at him with the eyes of a mentally ill person.

Shin Min timidly looked out the window, and the man stood calmly on the side of the road, watching the bus drift away until it disappeared at the next corner.

Under the indifferent gaze of a cart, she got up from her seat and walked over to the young man who was gasping for breath.

After two stops, get off together.

"Why are you chasing that guy?"

It was Shin Min who took the initiative to speak, and at the bus stop in the dark night, he coughed dryly: "Oh, I saw that guy stealing people's wallets." ”

"Wow, you're still going to catch thieves?"

"All for one, one for all!"

In front of the beautiful little Lori, she simply can't speak human words.

"Thank you."

"Thank me for what? The thief didn't steal your wallet. ”

"I mean, during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, you came to my house and offered incense to my brother."

"Oh, that's what I'm supposed to do, I'll definitely catch your brother's murderer!"

Behind the station, there are many small stalls, crowded with hungry people returning late, exuding all kinds of tempting low-quality oils.

He walked to the stall where the stinky tofu was fried: "Are you hungry?" ”

"A little bit."

The boy bought a few pieces of hot stinky tofu and shared them with her.

Shin Min stared at him while eating, and he bowed his head embarrassedly: "What do I have to look at?" ”

"I always feel like you're a little familiar, as if I've seen you when I was a kid? Let me think what year it is? Yes, Changshou Road No. 1 Primary School, you are class 2, I am class 3, many people say you are a child prodigy, but I am your only friend. ”

The boy named Si Wang left an indelible impression on her childhood.

"That's right, it's me! You still recognize me! If you show me the pictures from that time, I don't think I even recognize them. ”

"Okay, you've finally appeared!" Shin Min almost slapped him, "I remember when you said at that time, your name is Si Wang, the commander's Si Wang, and the Wangwang Wang." But now, why does Dad say your surname is Huang? ”

He made a choice in a second: "I'm sorry, I lied to you, the so-called 'Si Wang' is death!" ”

"Si Wang is not your name, just a code name?"

"That's right! Actually, my name is Ah Liang, but I also have a name, Xiao Ming. ”

My sister ate stinky tofu and said, "Wait a minute, my name is Xiaomin!" ”

"I'm tomorrow's Ming."

"Why is Ah Liang also called Xiao Ming?"

"You're a hundred thousand why! Well, I'll tell you - do you know Zhuge Liang? ”

"Cut, nonsense!"

"What is Zhuge Liang's word?"

Her eyes widened, and she was crazy cute: "Kong Ming-so, Ah Liang is Xiao Ming?" ”

"You're smart!"

"Still, Dad said you were a dead man."

"Your dad is right, I died eight years ago, when I was ten."

"You're a liar!"

"Well, I'm lying."

With such a half-truth, Shin Min became more and more panicked, took two steps back and said, "I'm going home." ”

"The chengguan is here!"

Someone shouted, and in a moment, the stall owners quickly pushed their carts and ran into the depths of the night.

And after this confusion, the mysterious boy was also gone, and Shin Min read two names blankly: "Si Wang? Xiao Ming? ”