Lin Xi stood in the middle of the intersection, glancing left, then right.
She frowned at the two streets as if she were trying to solve an impossible problem.
After three seconds, she raised her hand and pointed to the right.
"Let's go this way."
Chen De looked in the direction she pointed, then at the sign by the intersection.
"We came out from this way ten minutes ago."
Lin Xi's hand froze in midair.
"...Did we?"
"We did."
Chen De pointed toward the street corner.
"You even said that shop's candied hawthorns looked pretty good."
Lin Xi looked where he was pointing.
The uncle selling candied hawthorns sat behind his stall, fanning himself. The sugar shells on the bamboo skewers glittered under the sun.
It really did look far too familiar.
Lin Xi slowly lowered her hand.
"Doesn't this street have a few too many candied hawthorn stalls?"
"There's only this one."
"Then I must've remembered wrong."
Chen De bit down on his straw and looked at her.
"Didn't you say you were going to show us around?"
Lin Xi immediately coughed twice.
"Ahem, there are a lot of people today."
"When there are too many people, it can affect your judgment."
Chen De looked around.
The street was certainly lively, but it was nowhere near crowded enough to make walking difficult.
An elderly man pushed an empty cart slowly past them.
Chen De asked her seriously.
"Who affected your judgment?"
Lin Xi raised a hand and pointed.
"Him."
The old man turned around.
"Me?"
Lin Xi immediately waved her hands.
"No, no, I meant the person beside you."
The old man glanced to the side.
There was nothing there—not even a bird.
He fell silent for a moment, then pushed his cart away faster.
Chen De sighed.
"You're