Chapter 3 third quarter

With long yellow hair that has turned black from the roots, eyebrows shaved clean, and blue eye shadow painted around the eyes, Kemi looks like a new breed of animal, but the fair face Very beautiful, like hard-boiled eggs. Ion, who happened to be thinking of Kemiko, was surprised by this coincidence, but he didn't show it, looking down at the manga.The old woman had just told him that indifference was the cardinal rule of locker shops. "Hello, long time no see." Mogami took off his beanie again and chatted.The other party is the leader of the mums, and we have to ask for information from her, so Mogami's attitude is very humble.And Kemi will not queue up to get food, it is difficult to see her.

"Who are you?" Kemike's expression was a little surprised. "I am Mogami from the Street Support Association." Mogami referred to "Street Children Support Association" as "Street Support Association". "Oh, you. I remembered, I took your business card before." Camille nodded. "Yes. How's the mommy doing?" Camiko sat down on the table with her butt wrapped in skinny jeans, and took out a cigarette from the pocket of her black jacket.She lit the fire with a red plastic lighter, held a cigarette in her mouth, and stared at Mo Shang from the front and exhaled.Mogami bowed his face shyly, and Ion didn't miss this scene.He felt that he had discovered Mogami's weakness, and couldn't help being happy.

"The previous members have all left, and now they are all young girls. These girls who got pregnant for no reason, didn't realize that they had a big belly, and they forgot to get a sum of money from men. They are all stupid girls who are not stupefied. Big fire." Camiko's voice was low and hoarse.Although it is harsh, it is a nostalgic voice that resembles the hustle and bustle of the streets of Shibuya, and it sounds very comfortable.Ion thought to himself, that is really an incredible tone, and listened attentively. Most Shang looked restless, folding the woolen cap in his hand back and forth.He had a lot of things to tell Kemike, and he wanted to ask her many questions, but Kemike was very cold, which probably made him feel anxious.

"Children can at least avoid the most important crises as long as they are with their mothers. The activities of mothers are very precious to us." "We're not doing anything." Camiko raised both ends of her lips in a charming smile.Mogami said "but" at the first opening, but Kemi immediately reached out to stop him. "We don't have a home, so we support each other to live. At that time, Amixiang mainly raised children on the street, but we are still young, and the danger is not only children. We don't want to be attacked by men, so we will also pay attention to this part .Sometimes some vagrant groups will come to protect us, but who wants their mother-in-law? Maybe that’s the way to lure wolves into the house! Besides, you just said that children are not in danger as long as they are with their mothers. The idea is too naive. Mothers who give birth to unwanted children will abandon the children or abuse them if they feel that the children are in the way. Living in this world, this is something that can’t be helped, and it’s not entirely the woman’s responsibility.”

Mogami nodded with a serious face: "I think you are right." really?Camiko stared suspiciously at Mogami. "By the way, do you know a kid named Achang?" "I know, Amixiang has taken care of the child for a while. What's wrong with him?" Kemike touched the side of his lips and asked, there was a small pimple there. "We plan to house him and let him go to the child care center. He will not appear in Shibuya in the future, please don't worry about him." "Who's worried about him? I'm only worried about the members of Mommy."

Kemi said this boldly, his mouth half-opened as if frightened.Seeing Mogami being refuted, Ion was extremely happy.But Mogami insisted and said, "It's rare for me to see you. I know it's presumptuous, but I still want to ask you some questions, is that okay?" "Don't talk about it." Camille said categorically, walked towards the large locker room where suitcases can be placed with a cigarette in his mouth, and then closed the door with a "bang".The room inside is also a place for homeless people to change their clothes. She probably put her clothes there.

"Mogami, who likes to inquire, deserves it." Ian laughed, and it was rare for him to get angry: "This is my job, don't talk too much." The store door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit walked in.He walked straight to the locker inside and stared at the phone he had taken out.He looks like an office worker, but he keeps his mobile phone in the locker, which proves that he is a homeless person.If you sleep on the street, valuables such as mobile phones and cash are in danger of being robbed at any time. "It seems that I am disgusted with Kemi, so I should go back first. See you again when I have a chance."

Mogami put on his wool cap again, and left the locker without a sound. As soon as the top walked, Kemiko emerged from the inside.She was carrying a heavy down jacket and a white hat.The temperature has been very low these days, so she is here to prepare winter clothes. "Where's that guy?" Kemike asked with a pointed slender chin. "gone back." Camille nodded slightly.Ion looked at her painted blue eyes and thought she looked shrewd.Those bright brown eyes were moving. "Will the pistol lady come?" "Why do you call her the pistol lady?" "Because she has a gun." Camille replied nonchalantly.

"Really? Why does she have a gun?" "I don't know." Camille shrugged. If the rumors were true, was the pistol in the old woman's purse?Ion was a little excited.Kemike brought her painted blue eyes closer to Ion and said, "I'm asking you something. Will the pistol lady come back?" Ion felt shy, turned his eyes away and said, "Yes, shift at noon." "There are still thirty minutes. I have something to say to the old woman. I'll wait for her here." Kemi looked up at the electronic clock on the wall, it was half past eleven.Only thirty minutes left to stay in a warm place.

"Your happy hour is gone in the blink of an eye." Camille sensed Ion's disappointment, snorted and smiled, but Ion didn't feel uncomfortable.Camiko sat on the table with her small buttocks just like before.She picked up Ion's manga without authorization, flipped through a few pages, and then threw it back on the table as if she was bored. "I heard that the food distribution in Puleduo Park is very shabby? People who go there are complaining, life is really hard." Camiko murmured and lit a cigarette.The smell of smoke made the man looking at his phone in front of the locker turn around enviously.Kemike ignored the man and breathed out boldly.

"By the way, I forgot to tell that little brother just now. I heard that there are several children gathered in the market. Now Amixiang is not in charge, so our mothers will never take them in. Next time you meet that little brother Tell me the news. There are three newborn babies here, and it’s too much." "I'll pass it on." Ion agreed, but wondered if he would remember this the next time he saw Mogami?Ion always forgets things that are not of interest to him right away. Recently, there are young street children haunting the international market of Baixuan Store, and Ion has also heard about it. For children, they will be protected by the police, and they will be caught one by one and thrown into the child care center.But because their approach was too mechanized, Mogami and the others had to deal with it afterwards, checking which child was admitted to which child care center, and what kind of treatment was received?The children who escaped from the child care center are often heard, and the number of clever children who cleverly escaped the police has also increased.Just like Ion and Kemiko in the past. Although there are food and beds in institutions, they cannot be said to be safe.There you will be bound by strict norms, asked questions by adults, and bullied by your peers unless you are extremely careful.Sometimes, even living freely on the streets can live longer. "By the way, I haven't seen you recently, where do you sleep?" "A good place." Kemike made a gesture of tapping Ion's head with his fist. "Winter is coming soon, you have to be careful yourself. There is no safe place on the street. Maybe it is better for you to go to the child care center with Achang. While you can still enter the child care center, you must seize the opportunity. " Only teenagers under the age of seventeen can enter the child care center, but Ion shook his head fiercely. "I do not want to go." Ke Mike crossed his arms: "I know you don't want to go, but it's too dangerous to live alone." Ian found that Kemike had a tattoo of a letter on the root of his left and right hands.The right hand from the little finger to the thumb is I LOVE, and the left hand from the thumb is CHEMI.The direction of the words is toward each other. Ion was fascinated by the slightly faint letter arrangement. "what does that mean?" Kemike glanced at his fingers, and replied in a hoarse voice: "I LOVE CHEMI, I love Kemiko." "You stabbed it yourself?" Ke Mike shrugged: "How is it possible? I went to the tattoo shop in Shenquan. When I gave birth to a child, I decided to only love myself from now on. It's a memory of that time." Is this the same as what Mogami said about "attachment"?But Mogami said that he likes his parents, sister and friends, but he didn't say that he likes himself. Ion also never thought of liking himself.You are yourself, neither like nor dislike.On the contrary, the thought of having to live with such a mind and body for the rest of my life makes me feel annoyed to death. Ian couldn't understand that he didn't hesitate to get tattoos on his fingers, but also insisted that he likes him.Kemiko must be an incredible creature different from himself and Mogami. "Don't you like your kids?" Camille replied lazily: "I like it, after all, I gave birth to it myself." Ion couldn't restrain himself from asking: "But you only love yourself, right?" Kemike thought for a while as if he was struggling to answer, and when he was about to speak...