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.”

welcome.” I suppress my

far down the road, I sit

have fat in order to be delicious. Otherwise,

food that can take up the challenge.

kind that were frozen for god knows how long. As for the one I chose, I can be quite

bite down on a piece of condiment-infused chicken skin that’s been coated with grease. Combined with a mouthful of pineapple and the chilling taste of beer, I find this

quenches my thirst… I’m completely engrossed in the food to the

I take in this assortment of delicacies, the food

nice… I rub my belly

I start

control myself! What if

can only indulge myself once a

I’m in a dilemma, I look up

suited to

the figure seems to sense my gaze. He turns his head and casts his gaze at

Me: “…”

Him: “…”

f**k

tell me that you got

stands by the roadside, neither advancing nor retreating. He seems to be embroiled in an intense

but I don’t

a moment before standing up and

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

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

one has to know when to joke and

man’s expression changes. After a few

go.” I

nearly scatters his voice

along the road

country are you from? You speak pretty good

hesitates for

no wonder. Which ethnic group are you from?

my side and falls silent

surname is Bai[1]. My name

nice name, just a little

in my heart. I’ve

Lin, or

ignores my joke and walks forward

Wrong. That’s wrong. Over here.” I quickly

are a

Ailin immediately turns around and follows me to take the

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