Lu Yi watched Yan Huan pick her way through the snow with great difficulty. Finally, she reached the gate of the community, where she stopped—it looked like she was trying to decide whether to continue onward or turn back. Lu Yi was headed north, towards his office, but Yan Huan appeared to be headed south, where the breakfast food stalls were located. He knew about the food stalls; the food sold there were inexpensive, yet delicious. In fact, some of them tasted better than even the larger restaurants.
He lifted his foot to take another step in the direction of his workplace, but suddenly changed his mind. On second thought, he thought to himself, maybe I should get something to eat instead.
