Chapter 1 (1/2)
Aoki's hair was in disorder. He was casually covered with an old gray windbreaker outside his T-shirt. He was wearing untimely mesh flared pants with his hands in his trouser pockets. He walked meandering down the street with his back slightly hunched. The pull plate on his feet was almost close to the ground, making a sound of kicking.
”Hey, look at this man. Is he crazy to wear a windbreaker on such a hot day?”
A little couple walked by with a sunshade. The man smiled and said to the girl around him.
The girl looked back and took a serious look: ”people are handsome!”
”Hum! It's handsome to top a chicken nest?” the boy was indignant.
The return rate of this outfit is very high, which attracts a lot of comments, but Aoki doesn't care. He looks lazy and doesn't care.
A little girl of five or six years old took her mother's hand and turned around step by step. Her big eyes flashed and stared at Qingmu. Finally, she couldn't help but wonder and asked:
”Uncle, aren't you hot?”
”Uh... Not hot.”
Aoki touched his messy hair and considered whether to have a haircut, but he gave up when he thought it was troublesome to have a haircut.
The little girl's mother smiled sorry at Aoki and said to the little girl, ”it's the big brother. Meimei, don't shout.”
”Aha, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's not so small!” Aoki felt his head shyly.
The mother is very young, with white skin and beautiful facial features. She wears jeans shorts and high-heeled sandals, revealing her slender legs and slender waist. She looks like a college student. Where can people think of her daughter as so big.
”Big brother brother!”
The little girl called Meimei gave a gentle cry, smiled shyly, and showed her milky teeth.
The young mother stroked her long sweaty hair behind her ears, smiled at Aoki, took the little girl's hand and walked forward.
Probably because it was too hot, they quickened their pace and stopped in front of the grocery store.
”Is Meimei thirsty? Mom will buy you a drink.”
The young mother let go of the little girl's hand and took down the shoulder bag from her back. When she was about to open it, a young man with yellow hair ran through the oblique thorn. First, she pushed the little girl hard, and then quickly grabbed the bag in the young mother's hand and ran away.
The little girl ”oops” fell out of the road teeth, and a car sped past the girl with a harsh brake sound, only a little short of hitting it.
The young mother was robbed of her bag. ”Ah” screamed and wanted to chase her, but when she saw her fallen daughter, she hurried to help her. When she looked back, the bag robber had disappeared at the corner of the street.
When the car stopped, the driver rolled down the window, stretched out his head and scolded, ”walking doesn't have eyes!” and then stepped on the gas and drove away.
”Meimei, are you okay, Meimei!” the young mother looked anxious.
”Mom, Meimei doesn't hurt, mom, go and catch the bad guys!” the little girl comforted her mother when she was frightened.
There was no one on the street except Aoki.
Aoki came to them and squatted down to see the little girl's injury.
”Your name is Meimei? What a nice name!” Aoki asked, holding the girl's slightly swollen knee. ”Does it hurt?”
”Well, my name is Meimei. Meimei doesn't hurt. What's my brother's name?”
”My name is Aoki.” Aoki put down Meimei's calf and said to his young mother, ”the bone is all right. Just go back and rub some medicine.”
The young mother nodded gratefully.
”Meimei, you wait here. Will your brother help you find your mother's bag?”
Before the mother and daughter could react, Aoki stood up and walked to the street, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
”Mom, is brother Aoki very powerful?”
”Well, maybe, yes.”
”Hey, you two, do you want to call the police?” the proprietress in the canteen poked out her head and asked.
”Oh, wait... Wait.”
The young mother hesitated, then took her daughter's hand and chased the corner where the green wood disappeared.
”What strange people!” the hostess of the canteen looked at the mother and daughter and put down the phone in her hand.
……
In a dark alley full of garbage, the boy with yellow hair zipped his backpack, looked inside and smiled.
A crow flew out of nowhere and called to him ”quack”.