Han Jiang held the instant noodles in his hand, looked up in a daze, and through the messy and heavy bangs, he saw the girl squatting in front of him looking at him.

Dressed in a white coat with a furry ring on the collar, it sets off the delicate little face, which is very good-looking.

The girl was smiling at him, like a cherub, with two dimples at the corners of her lips.

The food in his hand and the heat that came from him made his somewhat frozen hands gradually regain consciousness.

Han Jiang decided to say thank you, but the girl had already gotten up and was talking to Xiao Mu:

"Little friend, don't bully him, it's so cold, you better hurry home!"

With that, the girl in the white coat patted the young man on the shoulder, and then turned around and walked away with a smile on her face.

The young man looked down in confusion and looked at the instant noodles in Han Jiang's hand, and Han Jiang was silently looking at the figure that had gone away, and said vaguely: Thank you.

"Is she blind, we are obviously together, and she actually thinks I am here to play tricks on you?"

Han Jiang raised his eyes and glanced at the young man's neatly dressed appearance, and then silently looked at his dirty cuffs, and his mood suddenly ......

"Why are the people in Kyoto so stingy, just a bowl of instant noodles..... Hum! ”

The young man squatted down angrily, and naturally reached out to serve the instant noodles in Hanjiang's hand, but as soon as the other party's hand was raised, he was empty.

"What? I am hungry! ”

"It's for me."

Han Jiang said, then ignored the young man's grievances, and glanced at a few big words on the instant noodles: Love ramen, warm you and me.

The corners of his lips curled, he opened the lid, and slowly began to eat.

The young man was annoyed and pulled Han Jiang's arm: "You bully children!" ”

At the other end of Queen's Road, in a parking space, there is a van parked with a small sign on the window: HTV.

The man in the passenger seat, with a camera on his shoulder, was talking to the woman in the back seat.

The door of the back seat was suddenly opened, and a girl dressed in white got up, and as soon as she sat down, she asked excitedly:

"Well, did you capture that scene just now?"

After receiving an affirmative answer, she looked at the woman on the side again: "Luo PD, you asked me to ask him something to pass on the warmth, but his body was so smelly that I held my breath and forgot about it for a while." ”

The woman hurriedly reassured: "It's okay, it's okay, you're already great, let's just express the meaning of a warm action, mainly to advertise the sponsor of love ramen." ”

He said: "Besides, that homeless man may have a problem with his brain, and he won't even say thank you, maybe you will ask in vain!" ”

When Tang Yaoyao heard this, he felt that it made sense, and immediately laughed again: "That's it, hey!" ”

On the overpass, Han Jiang, who had already finished eating instant noodles and had no soup left, glanced at Xiao Mu in anger and smiled.

"It's delicious."

Xiao Mu swallowed her saliva and pretended to be disdainful: "Isn't it instant noodles, that woman may have thrown it to you because she thought it was unpalatable!" ”

On the other side of the overpass, there was a young couple who watched the whole process, and when they heard the young man's words, the girl couldn't help but speak:

"You two, don't you know who she is?"

There was a tone from the other side that was obviously mocking the countrymen, which made Xiao Mu very unhappy, there were more people he didn't know, and he had an opinion?

Hanjiang, who has always been wandering in his own world, raised his eyes at this time: "Who is it?" ”

The girl over there grabbed her boyfriend's hand and said a little proudly: "Tang Yaoyao, one of the popular four little flowers, you two are really lucky!" ”

In this regard, Xiao Mu snorted: "Lucky? You guys are also poor and can't afford a bowl of instant noodles? ”

The couple standing opposite suddenly had a bad expression, and left angrily, Xiao Mu snorted lightly, and the quality of Kyoto people is not very good.

The man who was squatting on the ground muttered the name for a while, and then raised his head and said to the young man in a good mood:

"We've got the money."