While Chu Yanwu was quarreling with his brother while waiting in line for food, he knocked the rice on the plate in his brother's hand and flew it into the hood of the man in front of him.
Chu Yanwu: "..."
Brother: "..."
Chu Yanwu stared: "What should we do?"
"You typed it in yourself, you explain it yourself."
"..."
Chu Yanwu thought about it again and again in his mind, and finally closed his eyes tightly. He quickly raised his right hand, rubbed it quickly and pecked it into the hood. The person in front immediately turned around.
Chu Yanwu: "..."
"I'm sorry, I'll take it from your hood..." Chu Yanwu choked, as if he had swallowed several kilograms of white rice, and stared at the face in front of him with a stiff face.
He swallowed and said, "Classmate, you look like my ex-boyfriend..."
Gu Yan also stared at him. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at his hand that was still in his hood, reached out and pulled it down, and said calmly: "That's me."
Chu Yanwu: "…"
The brother was shocked: "..."
Intention: Get back together and help each other