Feng Qian remembered that in the game before, Yan Ci's voice was mixed with some whistles and the sound of cars passing by.
The young man sitting on the steps under the shade of a tree also looked very much like Yan Ci.
The waiter in the restaurant brought the dish, along with a bowl of hot white rice.
The waiter showed a standard smile, "Miss, please use it slowly."
Feng Qian paused and said to the waiter, "Please add another bowl of white rice. I'll go out first and be back soon."
Feng Qian didn't take his bag, put his coat on the seat, and got up and left the restaurant.
If that young man was Yan Ci, it would be a matter of course to invite him to dinner, and the small fragments would be distressing. If it weren't for the fragments, the other party would also be pitiful. It was a good deed to invite him to a meal.
When Fengqian walked over, the boy had already finished his bread, and he took another sip of mineral water.
Probably feeling rested, he silently got up, held the flyer again, and prepared to walk towards the street.
"Yan Ci."
Feng Qian stood not far away and shouted at the boy's back.
Hearing the voice, the boy paused, then suddenly picked up his pace again.
As if he had never heard of it, as if he was deliberately avoiding her.
Feng Qian took a few steps.
She was wearing high heels, and when she ran, she accidentally sprained her foot and fell to the ground.
"hiss--"
When he fell, Feng Qian's hand rubbed the ground, making a red mark, twisting his foot and hurting a little.
She looked up at the person in front of her.
The boy seemed to hear the sound of her falling, and stopped in place. He turned around stiffly, and glanced back at her slowly.
The girl bowed her head, her long hair falling to her side.
Feng Qian opened his trousers, rubbed his ankles, and tried to stand up, but was unsuccessful.
She looked up at the boy again.
In the girl's dark eyes, her eyes were clear, and she was sitting on the ground at this moment, a little pitiful.
Yan Ci can't ignore it.
Just now, he wanted to escape in a hurry, but he just didn't want the other party to see him so embarrassed.
He walked quickly to the girl and crouched down in front of her.
"How? Can you stand up?"
The young man's voice was very nice, and he was a little worried and anxious at the moment.
Feng Qian blinked and looked at him, very honest: "Wei arrived, it hurts."
Yan Ci didn't know why, and was very worried.
He reached out to hold the girl's ankle and looked at it. Slight redness, not serious.
He just let go.
"Take a break and you'll be fine."
he opened his mouth.
He often walks, sometimes in a hurry, and he will slap his feet.
After many times, and with experience, I know which is serious and which is mild.
"Um."
Feng Qian nodded, his eyes falling on the other's hand holding her ankle.
The hand was fair and slender, and it was beautiful.
Yan Ci suddenly reacted and let go of Feng Qian's ankle.
The place where the fingertips just touched the girl's skin seemed to be hot.
He avoided Feng Qian's gaze, and there was a faint redness on his fair side face.
Feng Qian glanced at him and silently pulled down his trouser legs.
Shy little shards are pretty cute.
However, she couldn't stand up now, Feng Qian tried to get up, but it still hurt, so she gave up struggling.
She looked up at the young man in front of her.
The other party's eyes fell on the ground on the other side, and his fingertips were restlessly grasping the flyer in his hand.
Fragment is so easy to be shy, but she really wanted to tease him.
But I can't stand up now, well, it's more than enough but not enough.
The little girl said in a well-behaved tone, "I can't stand up right now."
"Um."
After a pause, Yan Ci said lightly, as if waiting for the girl's next words.
Feng Qian blinked and asked, "Can you hug me?"