Xu Shen bumped into Mo Yan when he was walking quickly with his head down at the intersection leading to the dormitory building. He really bumped into two people who were also walking with their heads down. At the corner, one knocked off his tape-covered glasses and the other knocked off the old cloth bag he was carrying.
Facing the steamed buns and broken pickle bottles scattered on the ground, Mo Yan became even more silent. Do you want to apologize? It seemed that the person opposite was more panicked than him. He was squatting on the ground facing the pickles and steamed buns on the floor, not knowing what to do.