Golan did not go to work this afternoon, but drank an afternoon in the tavern of the proprietress and skipped work was already his custom. The demon sun had fallen out of the horizon, and the sky seemed to have suddenly been pulled off the switch, and it had become half-dark. The rain clouds gradually accumulated, and the last minute and a half of darkness was quickly buried by the rain clouds, and it became completely black.

The half-aged man had a large bald patch on the top of his head, and in the empty backstreet, he was red-faced, his steps were broken, and his body was shaky. It's all because he drank a lot of alcohol. He pulled out his communicator, which contained a message from the Aisha he had known earlier:

"It's hard work, I'm off work now, in Aiye Street. Can we meet in person? ”

Goran's eyes widened, his eyes refocused from the blur, he looked and looked, and in the alley he looked up to the sky and roared, the joy in his eyes instantly overflowing all around him. Under the influence of the alcohol, he writhed his body shamelessly and shouted, "What should I do...... What to do! Going to ...... To go, to go! ”

He turned, and the complete map of the Vatican appeared in his mind, and his legs seemed to be two clockwork twisted to the end, and he ran out of the alley as fast as he could.

At this time, Ford had just taken a break from work and was about to walk into the proprietress shop, he was holding his communicator in his hand and was talking to Norma: "What? Dr. Robin is missing? ”

Norma on the other end of the phone was sitting on her bed and said, "I can't get in touch." What to do, Ford? ”

Ford just looked down to figure out what to do, but found that the rain had suddenly fallen, and it was not small. Golan, who was galloping, was also drenched in soup, but he still ran without hesitation, constantly passing through the empty intersections. Along the way, his strength was dispelled by the icy raindrops, and reason flowed back into his brain bit by bit.

A very conflicting emotion welled up in his heart. It is a mixture of inferiority, loss, anticipation, and longing. He clearly knew that, as Ford said, no one would want him in the blind date market, and if it weren't for the fact that he had filled in too much salary, he dared to believe that no one would choose such a short and poor social garbage. But even then, he had to go and see her...... Certain!

The streets of Aiye were not far from here, and after running wildly for nearly seven or eight minutes, Golan came to his destination out of breath. In front of him was a station of public carriages, very dimly lit, and there was a man in the station, carrying a small satchel, and Golan could not see her face clearly.

Goran swallowed, first hesitantly looking at his wet clothes, and then stepped forward as if he were fierce. He tried to ask, "Miss Aixia?" ”

The other party actually replied to him: "Mr. Golan, I really want to see you." ”

The man stepped forward and saw that the other party really looked exactly like the photo he had sent earlier, he scratched his head guiltily, and didn't care if he was still in the rain: "Sorry, it's a little late." I am a bit busy at work and need to instruct my supervisor on how to work, so I don't have time to look at the communicator...... Hurriedly called the carriage over, but it was a bit hard to find here......"

Aixia smiled happily and said, "You are better than I thought, I am relieved......"

The girl took out a handkerchief and gently wanted to help Golan wipe the rain from her head, and her eyes showed a little distress: "It's all wet, so pitiful......"

And Golan was a little afraid to accept the other party's kindness, and shrank his head back. The other party just smiled and said gently, "Let's go find a place to drink tea." ”

"Yes, yes!" Goran felt that he really had a pair of wings on his body, and he was able to fly to the highest point of Yaris with Aisha in front of him, and take her to see the view of the clouds, "I know there is a shop with very good black tea, but I am not familiar with this area......"

"Dolloran coffee nearby, let's go there."

"Hmm!" Golan nodded vigorously, believing that now that this girl had let him die, he would probably be able to do it.

Aisha happened to have an umbrella, and the two of them stayed under one umbrella, slowly leaving the station and walking towards the Doloren coffee shop that Aisha had mentioned. There seemed to be no one in Aiye Street, but if you looked closely, you could see two people looking at the two from a distance at the other end of the street. One of them is the agent of the mysterious kiss, and the other man is completely incompatible with the agent's temperament, and even his fierce and vicious aura has been contaminated with the agent's body, he has three scars on his face, it is estimated that he was caught by some kind of beast, and the broken phase not only failed to kill his ferocity, but had the intention of promoting.

The per capita consumption of Doloran coffee is five silver coins per trip, and fifteen silver coins are converted to five hundred copper coins. The daily salary of the Golan, who worked as a cleaner, was seventy-five copper coins, less than one silver coin. The price of dreaming in reality is very heavy, and if you want to pursue sweetness, you have to pay several times the weight of sweetness.

Digo Nelson's dream was shattered tonight, and he walked down the street in despair, a parrot lying on his side in the palm of his hand, long since lost all life. The rain was falling like this, he didn't hold an umbrella, he was stunned to feel the coldness around him, and just happened to see Golan and Aisha on Aiye Street passing by, and the look in his eyes actually trembled.

He was going to bury his "Bobo", which he had raised for fifteen years, in the park next to Aiye Street, because he knew that there was only one big tree in this park that could be called ancient, and two adult men could not close it together.

Digo had a paper bag hanging from his elbow, and inside was a small iron shovel, and even if he was miserable, he could not let his hands suffer from ten thousand cuts, at least it would be easier to dig in the soil. The lifespan of this parrot is fifteen years, but it just so happens to be the end of its life today...... That's it...... That damn coachman...... That damn carriage driver!

He was the one who had been driven by Ford in a horse-drawn carriage before. The moment he lost the "Alpine Bird" sticker, he felt like the strings that supported him in this damn world snapped. He has always deceived himself, and in this materialistic world, vanity has long become an abyss...... He had already fallen deep into that abyss. And it was this coachman who crushed the hope and vanity he was pursuing!

Digo sat on his knees with his eyes dazed, his pants suddenly stained with cold, sticky sludge, and his parrot "Bobo" lying beside him, and he carefully padded a piece of cloth for his pet so that the corpse would not be stained. At the very least, it has to be clean and cold when it sinks into the ground.

He took the shovel out of the bag and slashed heavily at the dirt under the tree, which was supposed to be soft after the rain, but after he dug a few times, the shovel hit something hard and could not dig any further. He wiped the rain from the corner of his eye, twitched his nose, and slowly brushed away the sticky dirt and stone chips with his own hands.

Di Gao dug up a tin box. He immediately opened the tin box, and when he saw the contents, he was visibly stunned. He didn't even care about the corpse of his favorite parrot "Bobo", he took out the contents of the tin box and stood up with a bang.

"Hey...... Hey, hey, hey...... Hahaha! He burst out laughing, hollow crunching sounds bursting in his lungs.

In his hand he held a firebolt with six bullets inside.

This may be the dictate of fate. That's what fate dictates.

He's going to kill the damn coachman with his own hands.