Chapter 90 (1/2)

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seeing that the dragon has left day by day, the depressed min Gang steps forward on his bicycle and wants to ask Yang Zimei who the man was just now, but he is holding back. He and she are not very familiar, so he is not qualified to ask.

”Get in the car!” He had to say that to her.

Yang Zimei was just about to jump on the bus when he suddenly remembered the dragon's daily sentence, ”you are not allowed to ride in that boy's car in the future.” it was like a magic spell and stopped.

She said to min gang with a little guilt: ”thank you, I want to walk, the road is not far.”

”Then I will go with you!”

”No, I want to walk by myself.” Yang Zimei refused.

Min Gang's handsome face flashed a disappointment, deeply looked at her, tone slightly depressed, ”OK, then you are careful, I'll go back.”

”Well, goodbye.”

”See you at school tomorrow!”

Min Gang showed a slightly reluctant smile, waving to Yang Zimei and pedaling away.

Yang Zimei looked at his young back, sighed slightly, and walked slowly in the street.

”Miss, you are black in the printing hall, and there is a bloody disaster --”

suddenly, someone grabbed her skirt.

Yang Zimei turned to look at the past, and found that she was unconsciously pacing to the fortune telling street. There were several fortune telling stalls with white cloth banners, but there were some words written about the living gods and gods operators, looking at their palms, touching the bones, divining and transforming evil spirits.

She spent many days in this street in her last life. She knows all the fortune tellers who set up stalls here. The fortune teller who holds her in sunglasses is also known as xundong.