Looking at the young man with bloodshot eyes, my first thought after regaining my senses was:
What a waste of such a handsome face!
Two seconds later, I felt a sense of unease:
Is this guy mentally challenged or has some kind of mental problem?
He's the kind of person who gets lost, the kind whose missing person posters will appear tomorrow?
No, he answered very fluently just now, and there was absolutely no problem with his appearance... Perhaps, he just has a serious problem recognizing directions? Rua! How could someone like that be allowed to go out alone? I hesitated for a moment, then asked:
Do you have your family's phone numbers? Would you like to give them a call?
The man's face immediately turned extremely ugly, giving the impression that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
"No need!" he replied firmly. "That was just a mistake, a mistake. I wasn't concentrating and was thinking about other things."
"No explanation needed," I replied immediately.
Explanation is just a cover-up... I silently added to myself.
Then, I stood up, turned around, and pointed to the end of the road, saying:
"Follow this road until you reach the intersection, then turn right, understand? Turn right."
I aligned myself with the other person, and moved my right arm slightly.
The man spoke in a muffled voice:
"I'm not a child."
"I'll concentrate this time, there won't be any problems!"
I ignored his emphasis and instead offered a reminder:
"If you encounter any further accidents, you can call the police."
I was going to jokingly say "Uncle Policeman," but since the other person had already said they weren't a child, I decided against it.
Is this guy living in a stage play? His vocabulary is so formal!
Children?
Use elementary school students to connect with real life!
The man paused for two seconds, then took a deep breath and said:
"Thanks."
"You're welcome." I resisted the urge to joke.
After watching the guy Lu Yuan, I sat down again and started enjoying my barbecue.
It has to be said that meat barbecue must have some fat to taste good, otherwise it must be marinated in advance, otherwise it will definitely be dry, tough and tasteless.
In this respect, chicken skin is absolutely top-notch; in my opinion, it's better than pork belly.
However, the quality of chicken skin is hard to guarantee. Some barbecue stalls use skin that has been frozen for who knows how long, while the one I chose can generally maintain a lower standard.
Taking a bite of the glistening, seasoned chicken skin, paired with a sip of an ice-cold pineapple drink with a hint of beer, makes this summer evening simply indescribably wonderful.
This pineapple beer is great, refreshing and thirst-quenching... I was so engrossed in the food that I didn't even look at my phone.
Meat, chives, eggplant, iced drinks—after this cycle of food, the amount of food in front of me dwindled.
Whew, that feels so good... I patted my belly contentedly.
The next second, regret began.
No, I need to be careful! What if I gain weight?!
From now on, once a month, no, once a week, I'll indulge myself once a month.
In a state of mixed feelings of pleasure and confusion, I looked up and saw a figure.
He wore a three-piece suit that didn't suit his nightlife, and he had bright red eyes.
Almost simultaneously, the figure seemed to sense my gaze, turned its head, and looked at me.
I:"..."
he. "..."
Why the hell are they back again?
Hopefully we won't get lost.
The man stood by the roadside, neither moving forward nor backward, seemingly caught in a fierce internal struggle.
Um... I looked around but didn't see any patrolling police officers.
I hesitated for a moment, then stood up and walked towards the man.
The money for the barbecue had already been paid when the skewers were served, so the owner didn't stop me from leaving.
"How about I take you there?" I didn't mention that the other person was lost again.
As a person, you should know when it's okay to joke and when it's not.
The man's expression changed repeatedly, and after several seconds he whispered:
"OK."
"Let's go." I turned around and led the way.
"Thank you..." His voice, coming from behind, was almost blown away by the wind.
As I walked along the road towards the intersection, I casually chatted:
"What country are you from? Your Chinese is quite good."
"I am from a minority group," the man replied after a moment's hesitation.
"Oh, no wonder. Which tribe are you from? What's your name?" I suddenly realized.
The man walked beside me and remained silent for a while before speaking:
My surname is Bai, and my given name is Ailin.
"The name is quite nice, but it sounds a bit feminine," I joked.
To be honest, the jokes on the surface definitely don't match the complaints in my heart. I've already given Bai Ailin a feminine nickname in my mind:
Linlin, or Linlin.
Bai Ailin ignored my joke, continued walking forward, and then turned left.
"Wait, wrong, wrong, this way." I quickly corrected myself.
You really are like a primary school student!
Bai Ailin immediately turned around and followed me to the right.
I didn't look at his face or say anything, giving him time to calm down so he wouldn't get angry.
Honestly, with this level of navigation skills, where did he get the courage to go out looking for a hospital in the middle of the night?
Why not just call a car?
Or have a parent accompany them!
After turning right, it was only about fifty or sixty meters before the hospital appeared in front of us.
"This hospital isn't very big. This is the inpatient building. If you keep going forward, you'll see the emergency department and the outpatient building. Do you need me to take you there?"
"No need, I'm just going to the inpatient department." Bai Ailin visibly relaxed. "Thank you."
As he spoke, he took out a simple-looking brass key from his pocket.
Strange... Does anyone still use this kind of key these days? Actually, it's just a disguise; it's essentially a smart key? I didn't delve into it further and waved my hand, saying:
"Goodbye."
After walking a few meters back, I turned around again, still feeling a bit uneasy, only to find that Bai Ailin was gone.
He has vanished from this road, as if he had evaporated into thin air!
The hospital's side entrance is also closed!
"I hope it didn't fall into the sewer." I looked around for a while and found that the manhole cover was intact.
Maybe he used that key to open the door himself and went inside... Haha, is the old man guarding the side gate asleep? I shook my head and stopped thinking about it.
On my way home, I was a little thirsty because of the barbecue I had eaten, so I took a cup from my room, opened the refrigerator, and poured in some cooled boiled water that had been refrigerated all day.
This is my summer habit: before leaving home in the morning, I boil a kettle of water, pour it into a large container, and put it in the refrigerator. I can drink it after I get off work.
Gulp, gulp, gulp... I drank two large glasses in a row, and finally felt comfortable.
I poured myself another glass, then slowly strolled back to my bedroom and sat down at my computer desk.
As my gaze swept across the room, I suddenly noticed something was amiss:
"Huh..."
I opened the black notebook I bought this afternoon.
I remember that the windows were closed before I went out for barbecue, and I didn't open them because I was afraid of mosquitoes!