Chapter 2: Oba the Fool

When Han Momo woke up the next day, the sun had reached through the crack in the door to the center of the room.

She got up, opened the wooden door, used the key to open the chain lock on the iron door outside, and walked out, stepping on the alley with one foot.

"Woo-buzz-" whistled overhead.

She looked up and saw a flock of pigeons circling the only tree in the bungalow area.

Rivalling the trees is a large abandoned chimney, which stands tall above this small bungalow, and feels lonely.

Most of the homeowners here have moved to new homes, leaving only some elderly people behind.

The vacant houses are all filled by migrant workers, because the rent is much cheaper than elsewhere.

Han Momo is the only left-behind young man, and he is really helpless.

Don't talk nonsense, life has to go on, she remembered the all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical beauty, and unconsciously started sports.

As soon as he raised his hand, he reached the slope of the roof; A kick, a kick to the wall of the neighbor's house.

It's not that she's tall, it's that the house is too short and the space between the houses is too cramped.

Next, she began to brush her teeth by the sink by the wood shed.

Brushing her teeth, she saw the door of the wood shed open, and she reached out to close it.

The door of the woodshed creaked open again.

There is no wind, what is wrong with this door?

That wild cat?

She pushed the door with a toothbrush in her mouth and looked at it, so frightened that the toothbrush fell to the ground suddenly:

On the ground sat a young man cross-legged, ragged and unkempt than himself.

Tell Hanako to run to me here?

Do you know how expensive this rent is, can you afford it?!

"Let's go! Don't stay here! She screamed at her.

"Hey! Hey......" The man didn't pay any attention to her, just laughed and played with the door.

Every squeak amuses him.

Idiot?

This made her feel terrified, and she quickly found a broom and drove him away with the broom leader.

He didn't take it seriously at all, and continued to play with the door with relish, listening to the dull creaking sound in fascination.

She pretended to beat him, but he stood still.

How dare she really fight, since she can't drive away, she is too lazy to care, and she doesn't dare to pick up the toothbrush, so hurry back to the house to make breakfast.

It's easy to make some cereal milk and boil an egg early.

While eating, the iron door clanged.

She was most annoyed by the noise, and glared back.

I saw the fool with his hands on the door, staring at the food in her hand.

Her heart softened.

Even fools know hunger.

She handed the freshly peeled egg through the crack in the railing of the iron gate.

The fool is not polite, and he takes it and stuffs it in his mouth.

Because I was in such a hurry to eat, it seemed to be stuck.

He covered his throat with his hand and retched as terrifyingly as if he were pinching himself.

This scared her out, this guy must not choke to death in front of his house!

She quickly brought her own milk to his mouth and fed him, and helped him wipe his chest so that the eggs could go down.

"Thank you." He suddenly said a word, his eyes looked at her through his bangs, it was quite bright, and his hair couldn't block the white light.

"No, it's nothing, let's go, don't stay here." She shoved him and fled into the house in a hurry, locking not only the iron door, but also the wooden door, so as not to be disturbed by him again.

At noon, she finished playing games on her behalf, stretched her waist, rubbed her sore neck, and suddenly remembered the fool outside the house.

It's been a long time since he's moved, he should be gone, right?

She opened the wooden door and looked carefully—

Luckily, he's gone.

She breathed a sigh of relief, changed her shoes, and went out for lunch.

Her house is in the second row of the street, and it is very convenient to eat, because there are many steamed bun shops and noodle restaurants on the street, which are cheap and the portions are sufficient.

"Toot! Honk! Toot-"

When she reached the entrance of the alley, she found that the road was blocked by cars, and from time to time there were horns urging irritably.

"Toot-toot! Toot-"

"You're playing, I'm going to beat you up if I don't go again!" A man's scolding voice came from the sound of the horn.

She looked through the crowd of onlookers, and it turned out to be the fool standing in the middle of the road.

He ignored it, blocked in front of the car, and his hand swayed with a pot of electronic swaying sunflowers in the car.

The onlookers laughed.

But none of this seems to have anything to do with him, and his whole world is only that pot of sun flowers.

Some drivers were in a hurry, picked up a jack from the trunk and put it directly on his back.

He seemed to wake up suddenly, and many noisy voices poured into his ears at once, and he looked at everything around him in fear, and kept spinning in place.

The driver violently pushed him with a jack, like pushing a cart.

Instead of leaving, he squatted down in fear, holding his head in his hands, like an ostrich burying his head in the sand.

", madman!" The driver lifted the jack and cursed, eager to hit him.

Han Momo couldn't stand it, squeezed into the crowd and said loudly: "I know that he is crazy, and you still treat him like this, you yourself have your head in the water, right?!" ”

"You don't care if he's a madman, let him out and harm everyone, he deserves to be killed!" The driver immediately scolded, and directly regarded her as the guardian of the madman.

"Really, don't let this kind of madman run out and cause trouble in the future!"

"Time is money, can you afford it?"

"Let him run out again, he deserves to be crushed!"

Everyone counted her down.

"......" She could not ride a tiger, so she could only admit that she was unlucky to recognize the identity of this "guardian", and pulled away the fool's hand in annoyance.

The fool looked up at her with tears on his face.

Wretched.

She relented again, her anger turned to sympathy, and she persuaded, "Come with me." ”

He did not resist, was as obedient as a fed puppy, and obediently followed her.

The crowd automatically moved out of the way.

She led the fool back to the woodshed and said, "You just stay here, don't go anywhere." ”

He nodded like a normal person and said "um".

It seems that his brain is short-circuited most of the time, and occasionally it is cleared.