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Chapter V Pockmarked Woman (1)
The house we live in is a row of bungalows surrounded by bamboo fences, but only two other bungalows are occupied. One of them lived an old couple on vacation, fishing in the fish pond of the restaurant all day, and the other lived a man who just moved in. He's a little blue. I rather doubt whether he is a fugitive or something, because I have hardly seen him and I don't know what is hidden in the house.
When I was standing at the gate of the yard, I looked up at the sky and felt a little cloudy. I hesitated when I wanted to rain in the morning. I don't know if there is an umbrella in the car, but I feel someone behind me out of the corner of my eye.
So I subconsciously turned my head and saw a man crouching outside the bamboo fence in a corner of the courtyard wall, with his back to me, poking his finger at the ground, wearing a gray long-sleeved dress, and looking through the fence, it seemed to be a woman.
Heart said who is this? What are you doing there? You're not in a hurry to find a place to solve your personal problems, are you? But the restaurant is full of toilets. There is no need to rush into this backyard to pee.
Perhaps I felt my movements, and the squatting person stood up at the moment. The fence was short, so the man turned around and I saw clearly that it was really a woman and long. ...
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