Meng Qingyi shrunk her neck and wrapped her robe tighter.

The gray-white sky was covered with clouds.

Meng Qingyi had no choice but to drift his gaze back to the market, looking at the crowd coming and going.

I saw a young man in blue leading a puppy out of the street, and the puppy sniffed around, and suddenly smelled the woman's footsteps. The woman, dressed in an inconspicuous dark velvet robe, kicked the puppy away with one kick. The young man in blue suddenly got angry and wanted to find a woman's theory, but he was glared at, and then retreated.

Then the woman turned around and entered a restaurant.

The young man in blue touched the puppy, and then let the puppy chase after the other girls.

Eleven of the 39 streets in the eternal city finally converge here, so there have always been a lot of people here, except for the wind and rain, it has always been lively.

Meng Qingyi just likes to be lively.

Ten years of prison, for such a person, no matter what, is tormenting.

So after everything was in order, Meng Qingyi swaggered in the market, holding a bowl of cuttlefish meatloaf soup, warming his stomach while quietly listening to some other people's nonsense.

In the past, Meng Qingyi did just that.

is only in her early twenties, relying on her deaf ears and eyes, Meng Qingyi has always liked to follow behind the beautiful girl, quietly tasting the secrets of the girl's family, and even blushing when she heard it a few times.

Now there are more than 30 people, and they are still like this, you say it's funny, it's not funny!

Meng Qingyi heard the cries of some businessmen, the advice of some fathers and sons, the coquettish smiles of some lovers, and the secrets of some strangers.

That's what it sounds like, enough for an afternoon.

Then Meng Qingyi couldn't hear anything.

"Bang bang bang bang", the downpour suddenly fell down, and many people turned into soup chickens.

Meng Qingyi sighed.

It snowed a few days ago, and it rained again these days, so it was a bit of a disappointment.

Meng Qingyi only hopes that tomorrow will be sunny, after all, she is blistered all over her body, and she has to fight with others, so she will not be in a good mood no matter what.

In any case, don't be in a bad mood.

So Meng Qingyi bought a pomegranate-colored paper umbrella and walked in the rain carelessly.

The heavy rain made the umbrella rattle, and it also became a beaded curtain, which fell down the corner of the umbrella.

After turning a few street corners and passing through a few houses, you can look straight at the big empty house.

Because it is autumn, it is lonely, and the decay of the house is even more apparent.

But when summer comes, green creepers will grow on the walls of the house on all sides.

Meng Qingyi remembered that every time he came to apply the plaster, he would stretch out three fingers and grab the leaf stem of the creeper, which was the foot of the creeper, and then tear it gently, watching the paws of the feet and the wall be torn apart, so his heart was happy.

Every now and then, the doctor's daughter would open the door and poke her head out quietly to watch herself mess around.

Later, when there was a fight, there was less chance of injury, and there was no longer a need to apply plasters, but before the fight, Meng Qingyi would still sit down on the stone steps of the house, and the doctor's daughter would sometimes talk to him through the windowsill.

At that time, of course, Meng Qingyi couldn't understand why as soon as she said that she was going to fight later, the girl would have a cold face and would close the window.

Before being imprisoned, there was also a fight, and Meng Qingyi also came to find the girl.

The girl's eyes were full of starlight tears, the girl said.

"I'm leaving, leaving Eternal City. ”

Meng Qingyi grabbed the girl's hand and said.

"Don't go, you wait for me. ”

After all, I didn't wait.

Meng Qingyi stood in front of the house.

The walls had long since withered and mottled, and no girl with a shy eye poked her head out faintly.

But Meng Qingyi still couldn't help but say.

"I'm back. ”

"I'm going to fight again tomorrow. ”

Meng Qingyi smiled bitterly, but there was an answer!

Meng Qingyi looked at the window, Meng Qingyi twitched the corners of her mouth and muttered.

"Are you okay?"