"I'm sharing my location with you, hurry up! Miaomiao is fighting with stray dogs for bones, I'm speechless."
Gu Nian's temples throbbed a few times when he heard about fighting with a stray dog for a bone.
Sun Hao saw the profile picture displayed on WeChat and said, "This is Mr. Gu."
The two followed the map to a bridge.
"Uncle with the beard, here's my coat, and you can have my socks too if you don't mind." Luo Shimiao sat down next to a homeless man dressed in tattered clothes, with a bone about the thickness of a thumb tucked behind his right ear.
She took off her down jacket and stuffed it into the homeless man's arms, then began to take off her boots.
A pair of warm, large hands covered the small hand.
"It's cold, don't take it off."
Hearing the familiar voice, she looked up in surprise: "Gu Nian, you're here." Remembering what he had just said, she turned to look at the homeless man's feet.
"But look at his shoes, they're all full of holes, and he's not wearing socks."
"Third Brother's shirt also has many holes, like a spider web covering his body, but he only wears it when the weather is warm."
The homeless man, his hands trembling, returned the clothes to her, saying with difficulty, "I have...I have a blanket, no, no, I'm not cold, I...I'm used to it."
Gu Nian glanced at the tattered and dirty quilt, took her coat and draped it over her, then stood up and took off her own coat to cover the uncle.
"Keep it on, it's so cold I can barely speak."
"No, no, no, it's not that. I...I...I have a stutter."
The warmth of the cashmere coat eased the homeless man's furrowed brow.
Luo Shimiao looked up at the man wearing only a beige sweater, her eyes sparkling.
Gu Nian understood her gaze, chuckled softly, and lowered his eyes, asking, "What do you want?"
She chuckled, held two fingers upright on the ground, and walked to the man's shoes as if she were walking.
Give him your shoes and socks.
"good."
Sun Hao took a step forward: "Miss Shi Miao, I'll give it to him."
To everyone's surprise, she said, "I don't want yours."
"Why? My shoes should fit him better."
"Yours isn't expensive, but it's not comfortable to wear."
His heart felt like it had been stabbed.
As the two were talking, Gu Nian had already taken off his leather shoes and was about to take off his socks when Luo Shimiao stopped him.
“You’ll be cold without socks, so forget it, I won’t take them off.” She looked at Sun Hao and said, “Take off your socks, they’re cheap, but it’s better than nothing.”
“…” Sun Hao didn’t reply to her, and silently squatted down to take off his socks.
The homeless man's thin arm emerged from under his clothes as he waved and said, "Thank you, thank you all. I have enough clothes."
Luo Shimiao felt dizzy from his shaking hand, quickly grabbed it, and asked in confusion, "Huh, what's cutting my hand?"
He opened his hand, and the cracks in his palm resembled those of a parched rice paddy.
Lin Mai reacted quickly, putting the hand cream from her bag into the uncle's hands.
"This is hand cream. Applying it to your hands will moisturize your skin and prevent it from getting dry and cracked."
Luo Shimiao patted his shoulder: "That's right, you should apply it."
"No, no, no..."
"You don't need to say anything, just listen. I won't accept it even if you refuse."
Gu Nian looked at the girl who spoke like a domineering CEO and shook his head with a smile.
"Oh right, that's not enough." She looked up, her eyes scanning the man's body, finally settling on the belt around his waist.
“Take it off and give it to him.”
"Okay." He agreed without hesitation, staring intently at her, and unbuckled his belt with one hand.
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