Mermaid By the Shore Chapter 20

June 19, 1994, Sunday, cloudy.

When we came back last night, Vincent and I both found that someone had been here. The air was still filled with the smell of cigarettes. Vincent picked up a few cigarette B*tts from the ground and stared at them for a long time. I noticed that the schoolbag under the quilt had been moved, but fortunately the diary was still there. Otherwise, I don't know how to record it.

Vincent looked very nervous, almost to the point of fidgeting. I understand that if the city management or the police found this place, they would probably kick him out. I'm not too worried. With Vincent's strong ability to survive, it should be easy for him to find a temporary place to live. Besides, the manhole is so spacious, there must be other places like this. At worst, he can just go to another place, for example...

By the way, why didn’t Vincent let me go to that place alone?

In fact, during this period of time, he has taken me to almost every place in the sewer. However, there is a section of the main pipeline that is always our restricted area. To be more precise, it is my restricted area. He told me with that rare stern tone and expression that I must never go in alone. It's not that I don't have curiosity. But I have to admit that without his company, I really dare not walk in the dark underground. I don't want to experience such a thing again, groping desperately in the dark environment.