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Sox came to Hawaii a few years ago. No one on the street knew the origin of the old man. He just quietly set up a small store, entered a lot of dry seafood, and sat quietly in the store every day.

No one knew where Old Man Sox lived. Everyone found that when he woke up every morning, Old Man Sox's shop had been opened. He was quietly surrounded by a large number of goods that emitted the fishy smell of seafood, motionless.

"I have a student." Old Man Sox said slowly. He looked at the deep blue sky at night and saw three or two tourists passing by intriguely, and walked quickly.

The old man was too old, standing there trembling and a decayed smell on his body. Everyone who saw him couldn't help but worry whether he would fall down immediately, so there were not many people who dared to stay by the old man Sox for a longer time.

"Sokes, what are you talking about? What student? Are your students coming to see you?" Richard asked, touching the back of his head.

"Richar, over the years, you have more care. This shop will give you the title transfer contract in the table." His eyes, which were almost overwhelmed by wrinkles, stared at Richard for a moment, and Sox said.

The old man's eyes were amber and turbid, but his eyes still had an unrejectable sense of authority.

Waikiki is a world-renowned tourist destination, and the smallest store is also of great value. Richard was stunned and stuttered: "Sox, why did you suddenly say this? I already have a store and don't need a second one. And if you give me the store, what will you rely on in the future? It's hard, are you leaving here?"

"I'm leaving." Sox turned his gaze to the sky again. After a while, he walked out of the street. His steps were very slow, his back was hunched, but he was very firm.

"Sox! Sox! You are so old, where else can you go?!" Richard shouted and followed him quickly. You must know that since he came here, for several years, the old man Sox has been staying in the store every day, and no one has seen him go anywhere else!

Richard was still not married in his thirties. He stayed at the printed cloth shop left by his parents every day. He had no ambitions, but had no intentions and was easy to get along with.

Sox and Richard were relatively for several years. They knew that this young man was very kind, many times better than the Black Jack who was hiding evil intentions and pursued fame and fortune. They decided to give him the store, which was also a reward for the young man's occasional care over the years.

"I'm going to find my students."

The old man's words were filled with joy and firmness. Richard felt Sox's firmness and stopped dissuading him. He just immediately said: "Where is your student living? I'll send you there!"

"I don't know where he is yet, but I will find him, and the tarot card will guide my path..." Sox murmured, as if answering Richard's question, or just talking to himself.

"Soks, what did you say?...Hey, wait for me! Old Man, Sooks!..."

Richard was suddenly surprised to find that he could not keep up with Sox's pace. The old man Sox was walking very slowly, but the distance between the two slowly widened. Soon, Richard stopped blankly because he could not see Sox's old figure with a hunched back...
Chapter completed!