?"You're welcome^_^By the way, what's your name?"

He actually knows how to use emojis? It’s really cute, but why did he ask me my name?

Just when Zhang Weimo was confused, the text on the phone screen replied like roundworms in her stomach, "I'll give you a note."

"Oh, Zhang Weimo, what about you?"

Does she really not recognize me? It seems that I am not popular enough. I need to work harder.

He shrugged, raised his eyebrows, and replied: Wen Yiran.

"It's a nice name. I'm glad to meet you. Thank you for not letting me live on the street today. I'll treat it as a favor to you. I'll be there if I need help in the future."

She weirdly typed a lot of words and sent them over, maybe she just wanted to repay the favor.

“It’s just a little effort, no need to say thank you anymore!”

Maybe they didn't know how to chat, so they just spent the whole day chatting to death.

Zhang Weimo started to yawn, but still felt sleepy and posted six photos of the seaside scenery taken today, with the caption on Weibo: Today is very interesting.

Wen Yiran received a call from his agent, informing him that tomorrow's announcement was temporarily cancelled. He suddenly didn't know what to do tomorrow. Staying in the hotel was too boring, and he was afraid of being recognized and disturbing passers-by when he went out.

"What's delicious and fun in Xiamen?" He scrolled through Weibo, asking fans for help. As soon as Weibo was posted, fans rushed to send him various tips, and he chose an inconspicuous snack bar.

Xiamen's weather is very good, with clear blue skies and fresh air, so the city is filled with many tourists every year, even during the summer vacation when the temperature is more than 30 degrees Celsius.

Zhang Weimo put on a clean white T-shirt and shorts, with a cute bun. His long and fair legs were particularly dazzling in the sun. Although he was not as stunning as the female stars on TV, he was still standing on the street.

There is a return rate.

She likes this feeling of freedom. After checking in where she wants to go, she walks around in shopping malls and streets, drinks milk tea, eats skewers on the roadside, and buys some unique small items.

At noon, she went to see a movie "Galaxy Tutorial". She bought the tickets late and the cinema was packed with seats. She only chose a seat in the corner.

In the afternoon in Xiamen, people came out for a walk one after another. The sun was the mildest at this time, so there was no need to worry about getting tanned. She escaped from the crowd and casually walked into a snack bar, ready to have a hearty meal.

The shop was very small, with only four square wooden tables. No one had visited it before she arrived. She sat at the door. The boss was an old man and looked very friendly. She ordered some fried skewers and was busy with the boss.

During the break, I was so bored that I started playing with my mobile phone.

"Boss, do you have garlic barbecue eggplant here?"

A clear male voice floated behind her ears, and she turned her head habitually. A tall figure appeared in front of her, completely blocking the faint sunlight behind her. In this small shop, there were all kinds of meat.

There was a similar barbecue smell, the aroma of seasonings, and now there was a faint smell of men's perfume. Although it was diluted by the strong barbecue smell, it still made her feel refreshing when she turned around. He lowered his head and glanced at her, and left

I arrived at the table next to hers and sat in the back with my back to the door.

I forgot to mention that there is another figure standing next to this figure, with a slightly stronger body shape and some coldness in his brows.

The strange thing is that the scented man has been wearing a mask, only revealing a pair of beautiful eyes. The muscular man next to him is sitting outside him, as if he is deliberately isolated from this narrow aisle.

They ordered two eggplants and some fried skewers. Zhang Weimo secretly observed the restaurant except for her, the only table of customers. Because she was blocked by the muscular man's body, she never saw the fragrance man's true face.

I never heard them talking while eating and drinking.

They left quickly. Even though they came after Zhang Weimo was halfway through his meal, besides the eggplants, there were some fried skewers left on their table.

Zhang Weimo also finished her meal and settled the bill. When she walked out of the snack bar, she suddenly found that there were more people on this street that was deserted just now. She was a little confused. A group of people passed by her in a swarm, and some people even bumped into her heavily.

her shoulders.

They were in a hurry to reincarnate, running so fast when they bumped into someone.

She muttered and rubbed her painful shoulder.

Suddenly she was knocked to the ground by a group of people behind her. She was wearing a short T-shirt and shorts and was scratched by the cement floor. She said speechlessly: "Why did you come back?"

When she was packing up and trying to get justice, there was only a group of people in front of her, shouting around two people. She couldn't hear what they were saying, but she was left alone.

"It's bad luck for me."

A gust of wind blew by, and a man ran past her. The air was filled with the same smell of men's perfume as before. The muscular man just now was blocking the group of people from catching up, but his own strength was always weak. He

He was quickly left behind, but the people in front probably couldn't catch up.

"Beauty, are you okay?" the muscular man asked the wounded Zhang Weimo.

Zhang Weimo pointed at the wound and was a little angry, but said nothing.

"I'm sorry, he didn't expect to meet fans here just now. How about this, I'll take you to the hospital and I'll pay for the medical expenses."

He apologized to her sincerely, gave her a thousand yuan, and without saying a word, he called a car to take her to the hospital.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep and just applied some medicine. What to do with the money? It was too much. Zhang Weimo was caught off guard and thought about how to return the money.

pet.

She sat in a taxi and traveled through this strange city with wounds that came from nowhere.

"What happened to that girl just now?"

In the hotel, Wen Yiran was asking the assistant who had just returned.

"It looked like nothing serious. It was probably just a scratch. I called a car to take her to the hospital and gave her some medical expenses."

"That's good." He breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"We were probably photographed there just now, and now there are probably photos of you in the chat."

Wen Yiran clicked on Super Chat, and sure enough, they were all snapshots. In one of the photos, he saw the girl standing in the corner innocently cleaning her wounds.

"Wen Yiran shook his head, thought for a moment and said, "It looks so familiar!"

"What do you mean it looks familiar?"

"Oh, nothing!"

In the B&B, the injured Zhang Weimo became a little depressed. She posted a message on WeChat Moments: Today is an unlucky day.

After hearing Yiran’s post on WeChat Moments, she tentatively asked in the comment area, “Why are you so unlucky?”

"I was hit and injured by a strange group of people today. Isn't it quite unlucky? (with an aggrieved expression)..."
Chapter completed!