The foreigner smiled awkwardly, put down his camera, and went to help. "I'll help you carry it?"
"No need," Yu qinghuan said, " take me to buy a camera.
"Alright!"
The man brought her out of China Street and hailed a taxi.
The two of them sat side by side in the back seat. The man looked at her a few times and felt his blood boil. He asked nervously, " "Yingluo, are you married?"
"No, I didn't,"
"Then these are cicadas"
"It's a gift,"
"Oh ..." The man heaved a sigh of relief.
The two of them walked into the digital store, and the man helped Yu qinghuan pick out the camera configurations he had. It was done very quickly.
The shop assistant told her the price, and Yu qinghuan opened her bag and said frankly, " "I'm sorry, I don't have enough money. Can I come back tonight to get it?"
The shop assistant was stunned. Seeing that she was wearing branded clothes, she nodded."Alright," he said.
"Thank you," he said. Yu qinghuan was very polite.
