It was already late at night. Ouyang Ming looked out the window. There were fewer people on the street. Only the vendors were working hard to attract business: "Cigarettes are cut? Cigarettes American cigarettes!"

Ouyang Ming was full of doubts, so he simply pushed open the door and walked out.

Lin's mother might have been asleep, and there was no sound in the room. He walked to the gate and opened the door with a shout. What caught his eye was a red and white face. Ouyang Ming was startled and screamed in shock. When he looked carefully in the corridor light, he looked at it was his mother.

"Oh, I'm scared to death. What should I do if I'm not sleepy?"

Mrs. Ouyang was so drunk that she twisted her waist and walked into the door, threw her handbag aside, kicked off her high heels casually, leaned on the sand and said, "Oh, my foot stick was about to break after jumping all night."

"You asked for it." Ouyang Ming said softly.

"What did you say?"

Mrs. Ouyang raised her voice.

"I'll go out for a walk."

"I'm going out for a walk at night? Isn't my brain refreshed?"

Mrs. Ouyang muttered.

"You're just back, too." Ouyang Ming slammed the door and left without hesitation.

Mrs. Ouyang beat Sha and said angrily: "I am your mother, I just talk to your mother! I'm the ungrateful wolf."

Ouyang Ming stopped taking the elevator and rushed downstairs in one breath. There were almost no people on the street. The dim street lights pulled his shadow thinly.

He looked at the apartment building diagonally opposite and hesitated.

Is it over now? I said in the middle of the night that I was looking for someone? I knocked on the door of a strange girl?

But... but I don't want to understand it.

Thinking of this, he had already walked into the door of the apartment.

"Sir, are you looking for someone?" As soon as I entered the hall, I was stopped by the apartment administrator.

Ouyang Ming nodded. He was a smart man. He had already silently calculated the building number on the window on the 6th floor diagonally opposite, and said, "I'm looking for a lady from 6o3."

“6o3? No one living.”

The administrator looked at Ouyang Ming with his eyes full of scrutiny.

The young man looked like a good child in his trousers and shirt. It was really weird to rush over to find someone in the middle of the night.

"Oh, that's why I remembered it wrong. I'll look for 6o4.6o5,6o6." Ouyang Ming calculated in his mind and reported several room numbers.

The administrator looked up and down at Ouyang Ming: "Sir, you didn't come to me to joke, right? How could you find someone like this?"

"I can't be sure which room she lives in. I only know that it is on the sixth floor, in my twenties, very white, very white, with white skin as white as transparent, and wearing... wearing a red cheongsam, with a black head, probably so tall..."

Ouyang Ming said and gestured. The administrator smiled: "Okay, you are interested in other girls, but the lady you mentioned is not in our apartment...."

"How can I not see her at the window without me, I clearly..."

I clearly saw that she was killed and dismembered! I couldn't say anything below.

"What did you see clearly?" The administrator squinted his eyes and stared at Ouyang Ming, then slapped his thighs, "I remember, you live in the apartment opposite."

"Yes, yes, I'm not a bad guy, my house is right across from me."

The administrator patted his shoulder and comforted him as if he had been through, "Young man, chasing girls in the middle of the night is not a good thing. You are not afraid of coming to the door and being beaten out. Listen to me, come again tomorrow, there is no one who chases girls at night."

"no……"

The administrator pushed Ouyang Ming out of the door without saying a word.

Ouyang Ming stood downstairs, looked diagonally opposite, and looked back at his apartment, in a daze.

At this moment, footsteps came from the corner of the street ahead, and the sound was heavy.

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At this moment, footsteps came from the corner of the street ahead, and the sound was heavy.

A black shadow appeared. With the dim street lights, Ouyang Ming saw that the man seemed to be carrying something on his back.

The man walked over slowly, his steps were still heavy, plop, plop...

There were only the two of them on the street. Ouyang Ming watched the man approaching with a steady attitude and was stunned because the man was wearing a student outfit, the same student outfit as his back then.

The man in the school dress lowered his head and walked through his eyes step by step. It turned out that his steps were heavy and slow because he was still carrying a person on his shoulders, a woman wearing a red cheongsam.

Ouyang Ming said aloud, and the man seemed to have not heard it, and kept walking forward. Instead, the woman on her back turned her face, looked at Ouyang Ming, and said silently: "Save me!"

It was that woman, the girl on the opposite building!

Ouyang Ming only felt a stream of blood rushing to his head, and he chased him without hesitation: "Let go, let go of the person."

The man still walked forward step by step.

Ouyang Ming was anxious and ran forward, stretched out his arm to stop the man.

"Put down."

His tone was stern.

The man raised his head, looked at him and smiled: "What should I put down?"

"People, the one you carry."

"My? The person I carry?"

The man shook his head: "I'm not a human being on my back."

Not a human, what is it? Ouyang Ming only felt his hair standing up all over his body, and his voice trembled: "What, what are you carrying?"

"Model, model in the clothing store."

The man said as he put down what was on his back, and he was a model wearing a red cheongsam.

Impossible, this is impossible. The girl said to save me just now! This is impossible! Ouyang Ming was almost crazy. He looked at the man calmly: "You are wearing our middle school uniform."

"Yes, I bought it from the used clothing store. Is there any problem?"

The man asked.

Ouyang Ming shook his head, and the man carried the model on his back and continued to walk forward, muttering as he walked: "It looks like a rich young master, why can't you figure it out clearly? It's actually an Amulin."

Dingling. The elevator came down, Ouyang Ming entered the elevator, leaning against the iron railing, looking tired.

"Young Master, don't go out in the middle of the night." The old man who looked at the elevator looked dull, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be carved by a knife. Because he had been watching the elevator for a long time, the residents of this building were very familiar with him.

Ouyang Ming nodded, and the old man continued, "Since lately, it's unclean tonight."

“Impossible?”

Ouyang Ming looked at the old man: "What does it mean?"

"Recently, it's not peaceful outside, and there are many unclean things. Try not to go out after eleven o'clock."

The old man reminded.

Ouyang Ming nodded, and with a clang, the elevator arrived. The old man opened the iron gate and watched Ouyang Ming walk out and said, "Young Master, if you have time to go to Jing'an Temple to burn incense and worship Buddha. I think your face seems a little bad."

Ouyang Ming waved his hand powerlessly and staggered.

He returned to his room, stared at the telescope on the table, and finally picked it up and looked diagonally across from the 6th floor from the gap in the curtains.

The window was open, and the woman leaned against the window in white pajamas. The black long fluttered in the wind, looking very beautiful.

The woman seemed to see him and waved to his direction, as if saying, "Come on, come here."
Chapter completed!