The young man in Xuanyi saw that the young man in plain clothes had been looking at him stunned, and the young man in Xuanyi, who had always been sensitive and wise, knew that the young man in plain clothes could not wipe off his face, and he rejected charity from the bottom of his heart.

After thinking about it again, the young man in Xuanyi had to change his way to urge the young man in plain clothes: "You can take it and eat it quickly, if you don't take it again, this sassy golden wind will definitely dry all my delicious steamed buns; When the time comes, no matter how delicious it is, it will become unpalatable. ”

Hearing the young man in Xuanyi say this, the young man in plain clothes moved his gaze from the face of the young man in Xuanyi to the paper bag in his hand.

I saw that there were about five or six big steamed buns stacked on this paper bag, although there were not many of them, but they were held in the hands of the little young man in Xuanyi, which looked extremely heavy and abrupt.

Looking at this snow-white and full steamed bun, the hungry young man in plain clothes couldn't help but feel a little moved, he thought: It's really a pity that such a good steamed bun was dried by the wind; What's more, putting aside the nobility of this little man in Xuanyi, whether it is from his demeanor or from his words, he doesn't look like he came to give me charity because of sympathy and pity, but more like he is willing to share it with me.

is different from what the plain-dressed boy thought when he looked at his mother's back, and the thought of the plain-clothed boy at this moment was by no means self-deception. Because the young man in Xuanyi really didn't give alms to him because he sympathized with the poor plain-clothed boy; Instead, I want to share everything with this plain boy who met Pingshui from the bottom of my heart.

Note that it is everything, and it is far more than just one or even a pack of steamed buns, far more than a meal or even a lifetime meal.

And at this moment, the young man in plain clothes, who was thinking like this, couldn't help but stretch out a small hand forward, and then carefully grabbed a hot big steamed bun from the paper bag held by the young man in Xuanyi.

Then, the sharp but gentle voice of the young man in Xuanyi once again came into the ears of the young man in plain clothes: "Take another one, you are such a big person, the amount of food must be very large, a steamed bun is not full." ”

As he spoke, the young man in Xuanyi handed the steamed bun in his hand to the young man in plain clothes.

Seeing this, the plain-clothed young man did not respond verbally; He just shook his head vigorously, stupidly, sincerely, and shook his head in decline.

After seeing the actions of the young man in plain clothes, the young man in Xuanyi said to the young man in plain clothes with understanding: "It's okay, you eat the one in your hand first, and then come to me to get it, anyway, I won't be in a hurry to leave for a while." ”

After the young man in Xuanyi said, he walked to the front of the free half of the bluestone slab where the young man in plain clothes was sitting, and then put the paper bag in his hand on the idle bluestone slab, and then squatted down and carefully folded the paper bag, so as to wrap all the steamed buns in the paper bag to avoid drying out the skin.

As soon as the black-clothed young man who wrapped the steamed bun looked up, he happened to meet the fiery gaze of the plain-clothed young man. It turned out that while the young man in Xuanyi was concentrating and clumsily busy with the origami bag, the young man in plain clothes kept twisting his head and staring at him.

However, when the young man in Xuanyi found that the steamed bun in the hand of the young man in plain clothes did not move, he couldn't help but ask the young man in plain clothes again and again: "Aren't you hungry?" Why haven't you eaten yet? What do you always watch me do? ”