Wang Yan sauntered over and asked, "What's going on? This is..."
"Brother Yan..."
"Hey, brother." Before He Minhong could say anything, Qi Mu cut her off. Smiling at Wang Yan, he said, "I'm Qi Mu, an old friend of Zhu Zhe's. I met Little He through Zhu Zhe. You know Little He and were headed this way, so I figure we're all neighbors. You probably know Zhu Zhe too."
Wang Yan nodded with a smile and looked at He Minhong, who had shuffled behind him in tiny steps. "What's going on?"
He Minhong raised her head and was just about to speak when Qi Mu said, "It's like this, brother. The last time I brought Zhu Zhe home, I ran into Little He. We didn't get the chance to exchange contact information then. This time, I was handling something nearby and happened to pass by here, where I ran into Little He again. So I wanted to add her on WeChat. We could keep in touch and look out for each other in the future.
"Isn't that how friends are made? Besides, we're all from out of town. It's not easy being away from home. The more friends you have, the more paths you have. We could chat from time to time, or meet up and sit down somewhere. At least we'd have company and feel less lonely. Isn't that right? But Little He may have some misunderstanding about me. We've only met once, and I consider myself a decent person. I really don't know why."
Wang Yan continued smiling and nodding. Looking at He Minhong, whose eyes were wide and whose lips moved hesitantly as she struggled to find the words, he asked, "You don't want to add him?"
He Minhong was shocked. Shocked by how Qi Mu had