"Okay, is that okay now?" Taking advantage of the green light, Yu Qinghuan dragged the man across the road, put him on the side of the road, and said unhappily.
You are so old, and you still have the nerve to say that you don’t know how to cross the road. Today he is going to do good things to the end, let's see what other tricks he can come up with!
The man looked at his own hands, then at Yu Qinghuan's hands, and stood there silently, not saying a word.
Yu Qinghuan cursed him inwardly for not being able to get anything out of him even after three blows of the stick. She stroked her hair that was messed up by the wind, and suddenly saw a long-established double-skin milk shop on the side of the road. Her eyes immediately lit up.
Winter in the north is cold and dry, so a bowl of hot red bean double skin milk is the best choice at this time.
Thinking of this, Yu Qinghuan left the man and went straight to the shop. It was a weekday and there were not many people in the store. A few sweet-looking girls were leaning against the front desk, chattering.
Yu Qinghuan admired her for a few seconds and shook his head with some regret. What a pity! She was pretty, but she was of the wrong gender.
One of the girls noticed someone coming into the store and quickly stopped chatting. "Excuse me, what would you like to order?" She looked at Yu Qinghuan and her face turned red.
Yu Qinghuan not only has a good-looking face, but also a great temperament. At this moment, she is leaning against the front desk, looking up at the menu with a smile on her face, and there is a sense of romance in her demeanor for no reason.
The little girls suddenly became stiff and their eyes flickered towards him.
"One serving of red bean double skin milk and one serving of durian double skin milk."
Yu Qinghuan made the decision after just one glance.
"Okay, please go sit over there and wait for a moment." Although the girl was shy, she did her job well. He skillfully took the order, gave the change, and arranged a seat for Yu Qinghuan.
Yu Qinghuan nodded and walked towards the window.
At this moment, the wind chimes hanging on the door of the dessert shop rang again. Before he could turn around to see who was coming, the hem of his clothes suddenly tightened, and a bad premonition suddenly came over him.
No way…
Yu Qinghuan turned around in disbelief, and indeed saw the man's handsome face.
"What are you doing?" Seeing that several shop assistants were looking over here curiously, Yu Qinghuan quickly led him to the window and asked coldly, "Do you think I made you lose face and want to get it back?"
Good luck and all that must be an illusion, otherwise how could I meet a lunatic as soon as I go out?
The man looked at him silently, without saying a word.
Yu Qinghuan was made a little irritable by him, and there was a hint of impatience in her voice, "Speak? Are you mute?"
This time, the man responded quickly, "I'm not mute."
A very serious look.
Yu Qinghuan was so angry at him that he fell backwards and wanted to punch him.
"Then why are you following me? To chat me up? Want to be my friend?"
From childhood to adulthood, Yu Qinghuan has always had many suitors, both male and female, too numerous to count. It’s just that when he was in school, he was worried about tuition fees and three meals a day, and when he entered the entertainment industry, he was worried about his image. He never paid any attention to these people.
However, even if you haven't eaten pork, you have seen pigs run. As soon as Yu Qinghuan saw the man's attitude of relying on him, she knew that he wanted to chat with her.
His eyes moved around the man's face, like two furry little claws, tickling people's hearts. The girls in the distance were still heartbeating, but the man opposite him had no reaction.
Instead, she fluttered her eyelashes in confusion, "What does it mean to flirt...?"
Yu Qinghuan: “…”
Is this person from Mars? !
"So why are you following me?" Yu Qinghuan pulled out a chair and sat down, scooping a spoonful of hot double-skin milk into his mouth. The rich and fragrant milk flavor washed away the irritability in his heart. Yu Qinghuan let out a sigh of relief and asked again patiently.
"I..." The man's hands were neatly placed on his trouser line. He looked like a big domestic wolfhound, very well-behaved. He lowered his head uneasily, not daring to look into Yu Qinghuan's eyes, and said in a low voice, "I'm lost."
Yu Qinghuan paused for a second: "So?"
"Please take me home."
Yu Qinghuan: “…”
Wow, the way young people pick up girls nowadays is so awesome. They don’t need WeChat or phone calls, but directly want the person to go home with them. Do they think they are fools?
He raised his eyebrows and looked at the man, then stretched out his clean, slender hand: "Cellphone."
The man fumbled in his pocket for a long time before pulling out a brand new cell phone, and put it into Yu Qinghuan's hand without any precautions.
Yu Qinghuan looked down and saw that it was the latest model from Apple.
"password."
The man frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head honestly, "I don't remember."
When Yu Qinghuan was about to lose his temper, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He lowered his head and rummaged through the bag on his back. After a while, he took out a delicate notebook and handed it to Yu Qinghuan obediently.
What's this? Yu Qinghuan suppressed the anger in his heart and opened the notebook with the mentality of "seeing what he can do".
The handwriting is sharp and beautiful, consistent in size, and very neatly aligned from top to bottom. It can be seen that the person who wrote it definitely has obsessive-compulsive disorder.
However, what surprised Yu Qinghuan was not this, but the content above.
Mobile phone passwords, email passwords, and even bank card passwords are all written clearly.
He looked up at the man and once again sighed in his heart, is this man a fool? Can you show your bank card password to strangers?
Yu Qinghuan unlocked the phone according to the password recorded above and found that the man's phone was very clean. The system's built-in software was divided into a folder, and the only remaining APP was the navigation APP.
So... this person is really directionally challenged? Were you not flirting with him on purpose?
Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but relax his expression. He checked the call records first, and saw that they were clean and there was nothing in them. He could only click on the navigation and asked him, "What's your home address?"
The man quickly gave out a string of addresses, as if he was afraid of being scolded again.
That is the most upscale villa area in the city, and only the rich or noble can live there. In his previous life, Yu Qinghuan struggled hard and finally qualified to buy a house there. Unfortunately, before he could make a move, he was reborn.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the man with some hatred towards the rich. The man's body stiffened when he was looked at by him. He took a step back nervously, his hands still stuck to the sides of his pants.
Yu Qinghuan: “…”
He entered the man's address into the navigation, zoomed in the page, and carefully told him the route. At the end, he pointed out the window and said, "There is a taxi outside. Just ask the driver to follow this route."
The man didn't move.
Yu Qinghuan: "What?"
The man glanced at him quickly, then quickly lowered his eyes, looking as if he had suffered a great injustice.
Yu Qinghuan: "What's going on? Speak!"
The man lowered his head, a strand of black hair on top of his head was blown to the side pathetically by the air conditioner, "I don't know how to take a taxi."
Yu Qinghuan: “…”
Yu Qinghuan: "You can't cross the road, you can't hail a taxi, you can't remember your password, let me ask you one more question, then what can you do? Do you know your own name?"
The man opened his mouth, seemingly unconvinced, "I remember my name, my name is Huo Qu."
Yu Qinghuan sneered sarcastically, "Oh, it's great that you can remember your own name. Do you want your brother to reward you with a kiss, a hug and a lift up high?"
Huo Qu's eyes suddenly widened, and then his face turned red little by little, and even his fair ears were stained with a layer of red.
"Okay, I'll do one good thing today." Yu Qinghuan scraped the last bit of red bean double skin milk in the bowl and glanced at Huo Qu. "I'll take you home after you finish eating."
After several attempts, Yu Qinghuan had already realized that Huo Qu was probably not pretending, he really didn't know the way and didn't know how to take a taxi.
What kind of family can raise such a young master? This is probably the legendary disease of affluence.
He shook his head and was about to get another bowl of double skin milk. "Gurgle" a loud bowel sound came from the direction of Huo Qu.
Yu Qinghuan was stunned, and Huo Qu was also stunned.
"No, you haven't eaten for a few days?" Yu Qing laughed gloatingly, his peach blossom eyes curved. "Here, you can eat this double skin milk."
Huo Qu's face turned even redder, and he was too flustered to meet Yu Qinghuan's gaze, but he still answered his question honestly, "From this morning till now."
It's already past six in the afternoon, and this person hasn't eaten all day.
Yu Qinghuan sighed, waved to the waiter to bring a clean spoon, and stuffed it into Huo Qu's hand, "Eat quickly, what else do you want? This meal is on me."
Huo Qu shook his head and stiffly took the spoon to scoop the double skin milk. But for some reason, such a simple action was very awkward for him to do, and it often took him several scoops before he could scoop up a little bit.
Yu Qinghuan found it curious and stared at him with great interest, staring at Huo Qu until his head was about to smoke. Only then did he feel guilty and looked away.
Although Huo Qujia's place is a villa area, it is not remote. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers and has an excellent view. It is very famous in the city. There is no need for navigation at all. The taxi driver knows the location as soon as he hears it.
Yu Qinghuan was chatting happily with his master, but Huo Qu didn't say a word. He sat quietly beside him, his back straight, his hands on his knees, like a primary school student waiting for his teacher to check his hygiene.
Yu Qinghuan stole a glance at him in a hurry and was amused by him and laughed.
Non-residents cannot enter the villa area, and taxis can only stop at the door. Yu Qinghuan flipped through Huo Qu's notebook, found a page with a phone number, and said to him, "I'll take you here. If you still can't find which building is yours, call your brothers and parents and ask them to pick you up."
Seeing Huo Qu listening attentively with his black eyes open, Yu Qinghuan continued, "Okay, I'm leaving. Go back and have a meal and have a good rest."
After saying that, he paid the fare, opened the door, got out of the car first, waved to Huo Qu, and quickly disappeared in the crowd.
Huo Qu sat quietly in the car for a full minute until the driver urged him to do so. Then he unbuckled his seat belt awkwardly and prepared to get off.
When he passed the place where Yu Qinghuan was sitting, he suddenly saw a sticker on it. He reached out to peel it off, and saw two lines of small black words printed on it: No. 29 Yu Qinghuan.
Yu Qinghuan, Qinghuan.
Huo Qu carefully put the sticker into his bag, thought for a moment, took it out again, folded it up with great care, and put it in his pocket.
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