Before, Xia Dabao used to always hang out with Tian Xiaobei, and Zhao Datu had always looked down on him. Tian Xiaobei was weak, always wearing a gloomy face, and couldn't fight; he'd just do whatever he was told. Although some people in the village said he and Xiaobei were a good match, Zhao Datu felt it was not a match at all.
But seeing the youth in front, Zhao Datu suddenly felt deeply inferior.
He truly appeared as if he had walked out of a New Year painting.
Zhao Datu turned away, planning to hide for a bit until Xia Dabao and his group had left before sneaking out himself.
But in a moment, he thought, why should he hide? So what if someone is handsome? Can being handsome be eaten as food? Isn't he just another pretty boy?
So he didn't hide and just swaggered out.
