Looking at the young man with bright red eyes, I snap to my senses. The first thought I have is:

What a waste of a handsome face!

After two seconds, I become somewhat worried.

Is this guy mentally challenged, or just simply mental?

Is he the type of person who easily loses his way to the point that a missing report pamphlet is handed out the very next day?

No, he answered me very fluently just now. He looks fine on the surface… Perhaps he’s just bad with directions? Woah! How can someone like this be allowed outside the house on their own? I hesitate for a moment before asking, “Do you have your family’s number? Do you need to give them a call?”

The man’s expression instantly turns extremely ugly, giving off the feeling that he wants to bury his head in the ground.

“There’s no need!” he answers firmly. “It was just a mistake. A mistake. I wasn’t focused, as I was thinking about other problems.”

“There’s no need to explain,” I immediately respond.

Trying to explain it just shows your attempts to hide things… I add inwardly.

Following that, I stand up, turn around, and point at the end of the road.

“Follow this path to the crossroads, then turn right, understand? Turn right.”

I move my right arm as I face the same direction as him.

The man gloomily says, “I’m not a juvenile.

“I’ll concentrate this time. There definitely won’t be a problem!”

I ignore his emphasis and instead remind him, “If you encounter any more accidents, you can look for the police.”

I originally wanted to mischievously say “Mr. Policeman,” but since he has already said that he isn’t a juvenile, I’ll just forget about it.

However, is this guy living in some stage play? His choice of words are quite literal!

Juvenile?

Using the term “primary school student” would be more down-to-earth!

The man falls silent for two seconds before taking a deep breath.

“Thank you.”

I suppress my urge to make a

guy walk far down the road, I sit back down and

in order to be delicious. Otherwise, they need to be marinated. Otherwise, it would

of food that can take up the challenge. In my heart, it’s better

Some barbecue stalls use the kind that were frozen for god

mouthful of pineapple and the chilling taste of beer, I find this summer evening simply wonderful in a way that cannot be

isn’t bad. It’s refreshing and quenches my thirst… I’m completely engrossed in the food to the point

an iced beverage. As I take in this assortment of delicacies, the food in

nice… I rub my

second, I

to control myself!

the near future, I can only indulge

I

wearing a three-piece attire that isn’t suited to proper

the same time, the figure seems to sense my gaze. He turns his head

Me: “…”

Him: “…”

the f**k are you

tell me that you

roadside, neither advancing nor retreating. He seems to

look around, but I don’t see any patrolling

for a moment before standing up and

kebabs were delivered, so the lady boss doesn’t

I take you there?” I don’t mention the

to know when to

man’s expression changes. After a few seconds, he whispers,

go.” I

wind nearly

along the road to the crossroads, I

you from? You speak pretty good

The man hesitates for a

are you

to my side and falls silent for

is Bai[1]. My name is

just a little feminine,”

superficial joke like this definitely doesn’t match the sarcasm in my heart. I’ve already given Bai

Lin, or

joke and walks forward before

wrong. Over

are a

and follows me

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