Chapter 122
Crying Boy (8)
It was raining heavily again and wet the surface of the red umbrella.
The man holding the umbrella disappeared into the gray rain curtain.
No 9 looked in the direction where the red umbrella had left. There was a glimmer of light in his dark eyes and some strange emotions spread in his chest.
Perhaps the other person’s red umbrella was too dazzling. After he left, the deserted city soaked in the rain became gloomy and monotonous. All the colors were washed away by the rain and the rest of the time became boring.
It was only when the world darkened completely that No 9 realized that night had finally come.
Chi Nan. He would never forget this name.
He suddenly had a thought. ‘The next time we meet, I want to call him Brother Nan.’
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