The person she was talking to was a white man, who looked to be in his thirties, wearing a pair of white jeans plaid shirt and a peaked cap, and he was talking to the woman, and I didn't listen carefully to the conversation, because I noticed that the white man seemed to be a little off, very weird to be exact.

Because under the dim street lamp, the white man has no shadow, how can a person not have a shadow? Could it be that this man is a ghost? But this man doesn't look any different from ordinary people, I can't see a little yin qi in this man, if it's a ghost, I can't see it.

The most important point is that this man has no luck on the top of his head, that is, he is not a living person.

At this time, the two men seemed to have reached an agreement, and the woman took the white man's arm and smiled charmingly, and the two men prepared to leave side by side.

I don't know what that man is, but I know he must not be good, that woman is bound to be in danger if she goes with him, and I have to do something.

I hesitated for a moment and finally ran over and stopped in front of them, and when I saw the woman's face up close, I was touched again somewhere in my heart, she was really beautiful, this beauty I can't describe in words, she seemed to me like a fairy, an angel.

"I'm sorry, she can't come with you." I said to the white man.

"Why?" The white man asked, frowning.

The woman also looked at me with a puzzled face, and I looked at the woman and said, "Because she's my girlfriend." ”

"Oriental boy, are you kidding?" The white man squinted at me, and I felt a murderous aura in his gaze, which I was aware of, even though it was well hidden, and I smelled a strong smell of sulfur on him, which was very choking.

"I don't know you, can you please go away?" The woman looked at me and whispered.

"Stop making a fuss, come home with me." I grabbed her by the arm and dragged her behind me.

The woman broke free from my grasp, grabbed the white man's arm and said, "Let's go, ignore this nervousness." ”

I wanted to stop it, but I saw a look of disgust on the woman's face, and I was stunned for a moment, and secretly scolded myself for being confused, why meddle with things, is it just because people are beautiful that they like people? Meng Yin, Meng Yin, when did you become such a nymphomaniac?

The white man glared at me viciously and disappeared around the corner with the woman. I sighed, hoping nothing would happen to her.

Coming to that motel, it costs $25 a night, but it's not surprising to think that this is Los Angeles after all, and $25 a night is cheap in this tourist season.

Took the key into the room, the room was very clean, a big bed, a TV, the bathroom has a bathtub to take a bath, in general twenty-five dollars is worth it.

I took off my clothes and took a shower and lay on the bed to watch TV, the TV was playing a very boring shopping channel, at this time the landline phone at the bedside rang, I picked up the phone in confusion, the voice on the other end of the phone was a woman's voice, her voice was soft and soft, and the words asked me if I needed room service in the tone of **, in the face of such a temptation, of course I told her with my actions, I don't need to.

After hanging up the phone, I couldn't sleep when I was lying on the bed tossing and turning, and my mind was full of the figure under the street lamp, she wouldn't have an accident, right? I kind of regret why I didn't follow to protect her at the time......

It was my first night in the U.S., and I was having insomnia.

The next morning I opened my eyes in a daze, and found that it was already half past eight, God, I didn't want to be late for the first day of work, so I quickly got dressed and washed my face, and I hurriedly left the room, and trotted all the way to the tea restaurant in Chinatown.

When I arrived at the café, the café was preparing to open, the proprietress had not yet arrived, there was only a young Asian man in his twenties, he saw me and said in English, "Sir, I'm sorry, we are not open yet." ”

"I'm not here to eat, I'm here to work." I replied.

"Ah, you're the new one Aunt Zhao said you were here, right?" The young man switched to Chinese and said to me with a smile.

"Aunt Zhao?" I paused for a moment.

"It's the proprietress here." The young man said.

"Uh, hello, my name is Meng Yin." I introduced.

"Hello, my name is Fang Tao, where are you from?" Fang Tao spoke with a strong accent, but I couldn't tell where he was from.

"I'm from Jilin, what about you?" The two of us shook hands with each other, which was considered to be the acquaintance.

"I'm from Wenzhou, look like you're a student, right? I'm doing my master's degree at the University of Southern California, what about you? Graduate school? Fang Tao didn't have any intention of showing off, just asking.

"I'm not a student, I'm just a guy who came to the U.S. to try my luck." I said.

"Oh, that's right." Fang Tao was very surprised, he didn't expect me to come to the United States to work hard at such a young age.

"You two still have the heart to make small talk here? Why don't you set the table quickly, the guests are about to come to the door, and the old lady paid you to chat? Move fast. At this time, the proprietress was Aunt Zhao who walked out of the back kitchen and said to the two of us with a fierce face.

"Hey, here we go." Fang Tao gave me a look, I didn't know what I could do when I first came, so I had to follow Fang Tao to set up tables, chairs and benches.

"Is she always like this?" Why is Aunt Zhao's temper so bad?

"Don't look at Aunt Zhao's fierce appearance all day long, she is actually a very good person." Fang Tao whispered to me after seeing Aunt Zhao enter the kitchen.

"Just get used to it, come and help me move this table." Fang Tao said.

At nine o'clock, the tea restaurant opened on time, not long after the opening, there were many people entering the store for breakfast, there were Chinese and foreigners, under the guidance of Fang Tao, I gradually melted the role of the orderer, the Chinese people who came here to eat generally speak Chinese, it was easy to communicate, although there was no problem with talking to the Americans, but because my grammar was not solid, there was always a small obstacle in communication, but fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the busy whole day, so the first day's work ended successfully.

During the day, I asked Fang Tao where there were cheap apartments nearby, and he told me that there were many cheap apartments two blocks away, but the security there was not very good because it was a Mexican neighborhood.

After work, I went to the apartment according to the address Fang Tao left for me, but what I didn't expect was that it was still on that street corner, under that dim street lamp, that I saw her again.