After a long-lost feeling of weightlessness, the convenience store appeared again in front of me.

Shelves, trademarks, ceiling lights, everything is exactly the same as before.

The light bursting out in Harley Quinn's eyes had not yet dissipated because he remembered the lipstick...

It is in this supermarket, on the shelf next to the lollipop he wants to take away!

"Hi! Madam, you can't stand there, you block the store door!" The familiar shouts from the salesperson came again.

Quinn suddenly woke up, she moved forward a few steps and gave up one... Then, she watched the store door being pushed open and the wind blew in from the street. The man she had seen many times but was still unfamiliar, accompanied by the wind, walked into the convenience store.

Quinn stared at him in shock, looking at his plain face, slightly sad eyes and corners of his mouth. Her head buzzed, and Daemu was still in place.

Fate made them meet at the beginning, but...the two people were strangers to each other.

......

The man obviously felt a little uncomfortable under Quinn's gaze. He accelerated his pace and missed Quinn's body, then walked to the shelves.

That lipstick...he picked up that lipstick.

"How much?" he asked when he walked to the cashier.

"One dollar." The clerk replied.

He hurriedly paid and then quickly walked past Quinn. Perhaps in his eyes, this woman with weird makeup was a guy with some problems with her brain.

And Quinn has long been immersed in a story.

That was one of the countless stories that the clown told him. Quinn had actually forgotten this story to the edge of memory, but at this moment, it ran out again irresistibly.

In that story, there is a man who is not very lucky, always lipstick, one birthday... and one dollar.

Quinn looked out the window silently, watching the man put his lipstick into his pocket, wrapped his windbreaker tightly to make himself warmer, and then... disappeared from his sight.

Quinn's heart twitched, and she pushed open the store door and followed.

......

The man was obviously just the most ordinary little citizen. He was silent, taciturn, dull, and did not like to laugh. Walking in the night of Gotham, the traffic separated the bright lights, and he walked between the towering tombstones of steel and concrete... He did not notice at all that a woman was following him and looking at him.

At the moment when pedestrians were crossing, the rain covered the entire city. The people at the intersection held up umbrellas, but he did not. He could only cover his coat pockets tightly and run into a dirty alley.

That's his home?

Quinn didn't know that she could only stand quietly in the rain, letting these wonderful but dark scenes be reflected in her eyes, like a black and white movie, silent but full of shouts.

......

......

After that, Quinn returned to what he used to be... Follow!

She followed this man, like a long time ago, she followed the crazy man who only knew how to laugh wildly. The only difference was that Quinn did not let him notice him.

She followed him, watching him find a job, watching his circus performances, watching his crappy jokes, walking through every road he walked, and eating every meal with him in the corner of a street restaurant, just like the sunflowers obsessed with the sunset and the seagull obsessed with the sunset...

That day, she saw him walking into the tavern, drunkenly, and saw him attached to the corner of the wall, crying and vomiting in the dark.

At that moment, Quinn wanted to rush up again, to help the person up, to hold him tightly... But she couldn't, she had to do it step by step, just like the previous reincarnations, otherwise his little pudding might not have come back.

......

Finally, that day has come.

His wife's birthday, a beautiful, sweet day that could make everything fall into the abyss.

"Please give me some medicine. My wife is in pain." He cried.

"Sorry, if I give it to you, I will lose this job, and I have a family to support," said the person opposite.

Quinn was right outside the drugstore window, looking through the glass, watching his face twisted with anxiety.

Just like the story...one dollar.

Quinn never knew how much a dollar could force a person. If this kind of thing sounds like a ridiculous joke.

But she couldn't laugh because she understood the words that the clown always said...the ridiculous thing is this world.

Everything at that time finally broke out. The silk thread that pulled people's rationality broke, and the kite was swallowed up in an instant in a crazy storm.

He began to put on weird makeup and took out a dress he hadn't worn for a long time. Quinn knew that his little pudding was coming back soon. After so many reincarnations, she finally waited for this day.

Everything is for this day!

However...Queen could only make an awkward and hoarse laugh, and she found that she could not laugh at all.

......

"Please, I have to go back and see my wife..."

"She is waiting for me... Today is her birthday..."

Those wailing sounds.

Quinn was far away and she couldn't hear it at all, but in her mind, these words had resounded repeatedly for countless times. Finally, he fell down and fell into the chemical preparations. The hot liquid imprinted her makeup on her face.

Maybe at this time, Quinn should have run to the sewage outlet of the chemical factory in advance, help his little pudding up, say hello to him, and preferably introduce himself.

But...Queen didn't.

She knew that there was only that man in her heart, maybe it was love, maybe it was admiration, maybe it was just thinking that in this crazy world, only that man could give her a little sense of security, but the one in her mind was a pitiful person who was forced to the abyss by life, or the crazy man laughing wildly under her makeup?

Maybe...that clown belongs to Harley Quinn...the other Harley Quinn, the Harley Quinn who is willing to jump off the building, be beaten, block bullets for him, and is dismissive.

And not this poor girl who witnessed all the experiences.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered what the other party said when she first met Ziliang.

The compass will only take you to where you should go, and you still have to choose your own choice of the way you want to go.

"Haha-it's so ridiculous!"

Quinn would think about everything he had experienced and chuckled...

She took out the knife, pressed against her chest, and inserted it hard and slowly.

"You... are such a worry-free child..."
Chapter completed!