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.”

my urge to make a

far down the road, I sit back down and enjoy the

say that meat kebabs have to have fat in order to be delicious. Otherwise, they need to be marinated. Otherwise, it

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

hard to guarantee. Some barbecue stalls use the kind that were frozen for god knows how long. As for the one

mouthful of pineapple and the chilling taste of beer, I find this summer

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

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

rub my belly

second, I

I have to control myself!

I can only indulge myself once a month—no, once

in a dilemma, I look up and see

to proper nightlife.

figure seems to sense my gaze. He

Me: “…”

Him: “…”

the f**k

tell me that you got

retreating. He seems to be

but I don’t see any

a moment before standing up and walking towards

for the barbecue when the kebabs were delivered, so the lady boss

I don’t mention the fact

person, one has to know when to joke and

a

I turn

The wind nearly

road to the

country are you from? You

a minority.” The man hesitates for a

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

man walks to my side and falls silent for a moment before

Bai[1]. My

just a little feminine,”

in my heart. I’ve already given

Lin, or Lyn

ignores my joke and walks forward

Over here.” I

really are a primary school

Ailin immediately turns around and follows

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