Students in the first and second grades of high school do not need to take tuition on Saturdays, and school will be dismissed later than usual on Fridays.

Jiang Lingzhi and Wen Yujing came out of the school gate while talking.

Uncle Chen's car had been repaired and was parked by the roadside of the school gate. When he saw her, he turned off the phone in his hand: "Zhizhi, here it is."

Jiang Lingzhi was stunned for a moment. After turning her head to say goodbye to Wen Yujing, she walked over with her schoolbag: "Uncle Chen, has the car been repaired?"

Uncle Chen smiled kindly: "It's not a big problem. I was afraid that my wife would be worried, so I asked people to rush me."

Jiang Lingzhi nodded, opened the back seat door and got into the car, a feeling of loss was inevitable in her heart, and life resumed its previous trajectory.

I'm afraid I won't be able to go home by myself.

The car started slowly, and Uncle Chen chatted with her casually.

Passing the large shopping mall in the city center, people came and went, Jiang Lingzhi leaned on the backrest and looked out the window.

In the crowded street, Jiang Lingzhi saw the back at a glance.

Slim and tall, he stands out from the crowd.

Jiang Lingzhi blinked, and suddenly sat up straight: "Uncle Chen, stop the car."

Uncle Chen glanced at the rearview mirror in confusion, then stopped slowly on the side of the road: "How do you know Zhizhi?"

Jiang Lingzhi's eyes were fixed on the back: "I saw my classmate, Uncle Chen, don't wait for me, I'll go home by myself later."

After she finished speaking, she pushed open the car door, got out of the car with her schoolbag, and her long ponytail showed a graceful arc.

Uncle Chen got out of the car and called her a few more times from behind.

Jiang Lingzhi seemed to have never heard of it, and was very eager to get rid of her liar title.

She didn't know why she had such a big obsession, and she had to prove something.

She is not a liar.

The subconscious is to not want people to misunderstand themselves.

Jiang Lingzhi crossed the intersection with his schoolbag in hand, and followed the direction of the back just now.

It was a long alley.

It's almost dusk now, and the people who set up the stalls in the alley are packing up and planning to go home.

In the noisy alley, the sun slanted in, and the moss-covered walls glowed with a quiet light.

When Jiang Lingzhi followed to this alley, the boy's back had long since disappeared. She was holding her schoolbag tightly and was still breathing lightly, with some fine sweat on her forehead.

She walked in through the crowd of people coming and going, and when she came to a fork, she was a little confused.

She couldn't see which direction the figure was going in just now.

After losing her target, she hesitated for a while, thought about it, and walked to the crowded alley on the right.

Never thought that the more she walked in, the fewer people there were, and the quieter the alley would be.

And she suddenly realized that after taking a detour just now, she seemed to be lost.

Jiang Lingzhi regretted that she had come to this place alone. She stopped for a while, and when she was about to go back the same way, two people suddenly approached the front of the alley.

"Do you still have money?"

"No, this month's living expenses are all used to buy shoes, and the remaining money is only enough to stay overnight today..."

"Fuck, this hard life."

"..."

Two men dressed in airy clothes, still smoking a cigarette, talking and laughing, walked over from the front.

Jiang Lingzhi has been a good baby since she was a child, how has she seen such a scene before?

In addition, the sky is half dark now, and the alley seems a little quiet. She clenched the schoolbag in her hand, and suddenly felt a little nervous.