I'd love to live next door to you

About half an hour later, a car stopped in front of song youman's car.

Song youman, who is playing with his mobile phone, hears the noise, looks up and looks forward. He happens to see the front passenger's door open and a person comes down from it. Song youman is very familiar with the figure of that person.

It's familiar, but it's also strange, but from the body shape, it's much thinner than her memory of him, and it's not as vigorous as before, some are inexpressible low-key and dull.

The people who got off the bus seemed to have noticed her sight. After closing the door, they looked back.

He wore a mask and his bangs were long. Let alone let song youman see his face clearly. Even his eyes were covered by the bangs.

Through the windshield, song youman stared at the man for about ten seconds. The driver's door of the car opened, and a fat man came down. The man stepped to her door, raised his hand and knocked on the window twice.

Song youman quickly drops the window.

The fat man asked, "is your tail number 9090?"

"It's me." Song youman looks back at the man with the mask.

The man seemed to be tired of standing, leaning against the door, and his eyes fell on the endless wheat field beside the highway.

"The car broke down?" The chubby man said, walked around Song youman's car, then got into the car and started the fire. About a minute later, the chubby man poked his head out of the window and said, "come here and have a look, it seems that the car is not easy to break down..."

It turns out that man's name is Xige Song youman thought, looking at the man again.

The man who heard the sound stood up straight and came to song youman's car. He walked slowly and evenly. He looked normal, but he was not normal.

The fat man didn't rush the man named "Xige". He waited patiently until he stood by the driver's window. The fat man pointed to the red light on the car panel and opened his mouth: "look at this indicator light. It's always on. It's a question in other places..."

"Xige" didn't speak. He bent over, put his hand in the window, put out the fire and fired twice. It seemed that he was listening to the sound. After a while, he made a sound: "drag the car back to the shop and have a look. There is something wrong with the engine through visual inspection..."

When the fat man heard this, he immediately got out of the car and went to song youman: "Miss, your car has to go back to the shop for specific inspection..."

"How long will it take to fix it?" And song youman, who had to deal with the business, raised his wrist and took a look at the time.

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