Yan Nuo didn't know how long he had been walking, out of the street and around, the street lights were no longer so bright, and the pedestrians were gradually scarce, but the sky had no tendency to turn brighter, the lights on the tall buildings in the distance were sporadic and the moon was still hanging in the air and never set.

As soon as the mobile phone in the bag rang, it was directly hung up by Yan Nuo, pressed it into silence, and stuffed it back into the bag.

For some reason, Yan Nuo felt that the figure in front of her seemed to be walking faster and faster, she lifted the plastic bag, and also accelerated her pace.

Suddenly, a young Frenchman on a bicycle and carrying a schoolbag came from the corner, he turned the corner to see Yan Nuo, and hurriedly braked but it was too late.

Yan Nuo was hit by his bicycle and fell to the ground, and the young Frenchman also fell to the ground with his car due to inertia.

The contents of the bag were scattered all over the place, but Yan Nuo didn't care about it at all, her black and white eyes stared at the two forked roads not far away, and the next moment her eyes changed as if she realized something, she held on to the ground and quickly stood up straight, she trotted and chose a forked road.

However, it is empty......

Yan Nuo shook her head in disbelief, turned around and returned to the two forks in the road, choosing the other way, she was wearing five-centimeter heels but still running fast.

However, it is still an empty road......

Yan Nuo fell to the ground as if he had exhausted all his strength, his eyes reddened helplessly......

The young Frenchman quickly parked the car and just wanted to bow his head to apologize to Yan Nuo, but Yan Nuo rushed forward regardless of it.

He found that he had knocked people to the ground, but they fled as if they were being chased by a beast behind them.

He dusted off his body, saw the things scattered on the ground, squatted down and picked up the yogurt and pasta and put them in the bag, but unfortunately such a large watermelon was cracked......

The afterglow in the corner of his eye was attracted by the glowing things in the grass pile in the corner, so he walked over, only to find that it was a mobile phone produced in Chinese mainland, the screen was still bright but broken, he picked it up and looked at it, he couldn't understand the Chinese on it at all, after some inspection, he found that the touch screen was useless, he sighed, after such a collision, the mobile phone flew so far, and it was really useful to hell.

He was thinking about whether to return the things when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, he subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw Yan Nuo running into another fork in the road after returning.

The young man frowned, but finally put the phone in the pasta bag, and he carried his things into the forked road that Yan Nuo had just run into.

From a distance, he saw the man he had hit collapsed to the ground, burying his head between his knees.

As this thought settled, the French young man felt bad, but he stepped forward and put the thing next to Yan Nuo, he squatted down and was level with Yan Nuo, and asked in English: "Are-you-all-right?" ”

Yan Nuo buried his head between his knees unmoved, motionless.

Only then did the French young man notice that the knees of Yan Nuo's dark jeans had been worn out, and the white ankles were already red and swollen, he lowered his head and apologized to Yan Nuo: "I'm—sorry, do-you-need-me-to-take-you-to-the-hospital?" ”

In response to him, Yan Nuo was still silent and unmoved.

He sighed helplessly, took 200 francs out of his bag, and stuffed it into her coat pocket along with Yan Nuo's mobile phone, which was his remaining living expenses for the month, and it hurt a little to think about the meat.