"How's it going?
Did that guy go out today?"
Han Xu took off his rain hat, tapped on the car window, and cautiously glanced at the flower shop on his right rear.
The window of the Wuling Hong slowly rolled down, revealing a** (simple-minded) face.
Chengzi, taking the bread and bottled water handed to her, replied, "No, he just came out to take out the trash this morning."
Han Xu sat in the back seat, letting out some rain. He heard Chengzi say, "It's been three days now. That guy stays at the flower shop every day, never even leaves the house. He's a weirdo."
"He's minding the shop, so it's normal for him not to go out."
Han Xu folded the rain hat and put it in the front seat compartment, then took out a cigarette and handed it to Chengzi.
He then ordered another, closing his eyes
