"Little brother, have a drink."
Li Zhiyuan shook his head.
Chen Xiyuan: "Don't like this flavor?"
Li Zhiyuan: "It's gone flat from sitting too long."
Chen Xiyuan: "Then I'll buy you another bottle, you can pick your own."
Li Zhiyuan shook his head again: "After the soup, my stomach can't take any more drinks."
"Alright then, goodbye little brother."
Before leaving, Chen Xiyuan wanted to reach out and touch the boy's face again, but Li Zhiyuan dodged.
"Let sister touch it just a little."
Li Zhiyuan shook his head.
"So stingy."
Chen Xiyuan took the Haibi and left.
The Haibi bottles are supposed to be recycled, but the shop owner clearly forgot about this, or maybe intentionally overlooked it.
After she left, Tan Wenbin approached Li Zhiyuan:
"Brother Xiao Yuan, is she disguising herself?"
Evidently, Tan Wenbin was also uncomfortable with this type of River Walker.
