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

guy walk far down the road, I sit

to be delicious. Otherwise, they need to be marinated. Otherwise, it would definitely be dry,

chicken skin is definitely the type of food that can take up the challenge. In my heart, it’s better than pork

use the kind that were frozen for god knows

with grease. Combined with a mouthful of pineapple and the chilling

It’s refreshing and quenches my thirst… I’m completely engrossed in the food to the point

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

I rub my belly in

second, I start to have

control myself! What

the near future, I can only indulge myself once a

I look up and

suited to proper nightlife. He has

time, the figure seems to sense my gaze. He

Me: “…”

Him: “…”

f**k are

that you got

by the roadside, neither advancing nor retreating. He seems to be embroiled

I don’t

hesitate for a moment before standing up

barbecue when the kebabs were delivered, so the lady boss doesn’t stop me

don’t I take you there?” I

to know

a few seconds, he

go.” I turn

wind nearly

along the road to the crossroads, I

are you from?

man hesitates for a moment before

no wonder. Which ethnic group are you from? How should I address you?”

and falls silent for

Bai[1]. My name

name, just a little feminine,”

like this definitely doesn’t match the sarcasm in my

Lin, or Lyn

Ailin ignores my joke and walks

Wrong. That’s wrong. Over here.” I

a primary school

and follows me to take the right

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