"Beautiful brother, take the initiative to talk to your brother so closely, will it be lonely?"

The elder in front of him had a completely unfamiliar face, a look of impropriety, and was sweeping around Yin Mingxing's body with a pair of obscene eyes.

"I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

"Little brother, don't go, accompany my brother to have a drink and relax."

"No ....."

He let go of the stranger in a panic and hurried to catch those familiar eyes, but unfortunately it only flashed in the crowd, and there was no place to go, only the empty Yin Mingxing stood in the night.

It must not have been a hallucination just now, he believed that the boy who had grown up had indeed appeared. Yin Mingxing stretched his hand to his neck and touched the metal button left in time, which was the only thing related to teenagers.

When he was carried by the boy that day, his hand was tightly wrapped around the boy's neck, and he accidentally pulled off one of the buttons of his collar, and from then on he wore it by his side as if it were a treasure, and tied it to his star necklace.

"Brother, do you remember me? I've been looking for you all these years, and if you can hear my call, come to me. ”

The button around his neck became warm, and it had been with him all these years, as if he could understand his every word.

"Brother, the world is so big, where should I find you? Maybe we're so close that I'll recognize you at a glance if we meet each other. ”

With this belief, Yin Mingxing began to walk aimlessly, with only one thought in his heart: this is a wonderful night, and there will definitely be a miracle.

I don't know how long he walked, but he found that there were fewer and fewer people in front of him, and the road became narrower. None of this stopped him, there had never been such a moment when he didn't want to go home so much, he just wanted to walk around the corner and meet the teenager.

A gust of wind blew in, lifting up a lot of paper money and covering the entire street. A few piles of dark fires, flickering and extinguishing, and a few people squatted on the ground to burn paper money.

The smoky currents of the air dotted the sky with a dark shadow, and the moon looked at the world's hope for the dead with a miserable white face.

If you go any further, it's time to summon ghosts, Yin Mingxing turned around and prepared to go home, but his bare arms were grabbed by a pair of cold hands, and the skin that was in direct contact suddenly felt creepy, he was stunned for a moment, and turned his head a little timidly.

In the thick smoke, he saw a hunched old woman, dressed in a gray cloth shirt, her wrinkled face without any expression.

"Young man, can you do grandma a favor?"

"What..... busy?"

"I'm burning paper for my wife, this lighter is out of flames, can you borrow me your lighter?"

"I'm sorry, grandma, I don't smoke, I don't have a lighter."

"Then can you help grandma buy one? Grandma's eyes are not good, and it is not easy to walk, there is a night market street on the left, and there is a grocery store at the seventh gate of the street, where the things are genuine, and where to buy them. ”

"Okay grandma, you wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

"Young man, you are so kind, kindness will be rewarded."

The old woman nodded at him, her expression mechanical, and the light emanating from her eyes was slightly trembling.

No one could bear to refuse an old man who was blown down by the wind, and Yin Mingxing immediately followed the route she said to find the night market street.

Sure enough, after turning left, there was a long street with red lanterns, steaming steamed bun shops, brightly colored fruit shops, fragrant large bowl tea shops, and a dazzling array of jewelry shops...... The signboards of these storefronts are all uniform small yellow flags, with an anti-ancient tone.

The three words Guyin Road appeared in the distance, and people came and went here, shoulder to shoulder. It's just that the people here look very weird, and they don't smile or speak.

When Yin Mingxing appeared, their eyes collectively turned to him, as if he was a visitor from outside the world.

Although he is a native of Shanghai, Yin Mingxing never knew that there was a night market street here, no wonder, after all, he is the young master of the Yin family, and it is normal that there are many small streets and alleys that he has not visited.

"Young man, come in and take a look, all the fruits here are 50% off, and you can taste them for free."

The proprietress of the fruit shop had a flattering look on her face, but the black mole at the corner of her lips was like a fly droppings, and it rose and fell back and forth with the tone of her voice, which was very uncomfortable to look at.

But an even more uncomfortable scene appeared, a little boy of two or three years old sat on her shoulder, smiling at Yin Mingchen.

He rubbed his eyes in distrust, and the little boy disappeared, and then reappeared, back and forth.

Hell! His frightened eyes widened and he ran away as fast as he could. Fortunately, there were no ghosts chasing after him, only the proprietress looked at him with a cannibalistic gaze.

A voice came: "Young man, come and have a bowl of tea, keep you refreshed, and forget all your troubles." ”

Just when he was in a trance, he found himself standing in front of the tea shop, the female boss looked kind and kind, and there was nothing dirty on her body. And the business here is very good, there is a long queue of people who come to drink tea, and he is inexplicably blended into the line.

The volume of this large tea jar is not ordinarily large, it is equivalent to a large vat holding water, otherwise how can it supply this wave after wave of people?

When Yin Mingxing's gaze shifted to the front of the tea jar, he unexpectedly found three words "Meng Po Tea", and the face of the kind female boss just now had become gloomy, and there was no shadow under her feet at all. And these people who have drunk tea are also gone!

Frightened, his palms sweated, he looked behind him to observe the terrain and prepare to escape silently, when was there a long queue behind him?

A dry smile appeared on his face, and he tried to give full play to the charm of his smile: "Everyone, let me go, I want to go to the bathroom, help me reserve a place, I will come when I go." ”

So many sharp eyes that didn't know if it was a person or a ghost turned to him together, and I didn't know what action would be triggered next?

"Shooting star! Look, everyone, there are meteors in the sky, hurry up and make a wish! ”

After successfully diverting the attention of these people, Yin Mingxing took the opportunity to slip away.