Ou Xingyu generously came forward, took his arm and forced him to leave. "Let's go. Aren't Americans very gentlemanly? How can you refuse a woman's invitation?"
Alex smiled bitterly, but he could only follow her.
Sit down in the coffee shop and the coffee will be served soon.
He took a sip, turned his head through the window and looked at the big house melancholy.
Ou Xingyu reached out and shook in front of him, "Hey! Is there a top beauty sitting opposite you? It's impolite to look around like this!"
"Sorry."
He looked back and smiled bitterly.
"In fact, you have to admit that she never belonged to you. I know it's cruel, but we have to learn to accept it, don't we?"
The tone of ouxing language suddenly changed, and his words were very philosophical.
He lowered his head and said nothing.
"Are you looking for her this time to pull her back, or what do you want?"
She began to press questions.
"I don't know. I just want to see her and ask."
He shook his head in confusion.
"In fact, the answer is already in my heart, isn't it?"
She smiled.
He was silent again.
Ou Xingyu asked again, "did you ask for a long holiday this time?"
"Yes."
He nodded.
"Then let's travel together! How about I take you to China, Shaolin Temple, Huangshan and Huashan?"
Ouxing language's eyes twinkled with excitement.
Although she is Chinese, she grew up in the United States. Although she has returned to China several times, she doesn't know much more than Alex.