Chapter 599 : He knows how well he is warm: He is so embarrassed
"Yan Yeyi, are you cold?" Nestling in his arms, I really wanted to ask such a question, but I kept asking even though I knew it.
"Cold..." Yan Ye glanced at me in his arms, stopped and looked at the traffic on the road, as if he didn't know where to go.
Yan Yeyi was like a lost child, holding me in his arms and looking at the surrounding high-rise buildings with a blank look on his face, and hugged me tighter at a loss.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. I didn't say anything, so Yan Ye could only hold me and walked to the platform, avoiding the heavy rain.
Alas! This guy's car couldn't have been confiscated and his bank card had been frozen! The "traitors" on TV all end up like this. They deserve it. It's okay to let him lose his energy.
The platform was full of people waiting for the train. In the small damp space, Yan Ye could only put me down and protect me in his arms.
"The car is coming." At this time, someone shouted, and everyone crowded into an irregular queue.
An uncle who worked as a time worker bumped into Yan Yeyi's shoulder hard. Yan Yeyi was protecting me while squeezing into the bus. This sudden impact made his whole body suddenly unbalanced and solid.
Sitting on the wet and cold road
"I'm sorry, I'm fine, young man!" The uncle quickly apologized and stretched out his old, thick hand to pull Yan Yeyi up.
"Damn it!" Who knew that Yan Yeyi not only refused to accept the sincere apology, but also arrogantly shook off Uncle Zhong's friendly hand and gave him a bored look?
"Young man, why are you so rude?"
"Do the people born in the 1990s now think that my father is a bad image of Li Gang?"
"Why does it look so familiar?"
"It seems to be Yan Yeyi"
"How is it possible? You see he is so embarrassed."
"That's right, why did Yan Yeyi appear at the bus stop!" A small commotion aroused a lot of criticism and discussion about Yan Yeyi. Of course, everyone favored the polite uncle.
Yan Yeyi stood in the middle of the crowd. Facing the faces accusing and teaching him, he looked at the sea of people under the rain with strange eyes.
Under the rain, the colorful umbrellas seemed to be blooming with beautiful flowers. Outside the platform, no one helped Yan Ye to shield herself from the rain.
Yan Yeyi looked at me helplessly. The rain soaked his whole body, dripping down his chin along the curve of his beautiful face.