Lisa's heart sank. She didn't even leave for that long ah! Where did he disappear to?
"Boss! That pretty good looking guy, blind guy, he was just standing here, do you know where he went to?"
"Oh, I saw him cross the road, to the other side!"
"He...... crossed the road himself?"
"Yeah."
"Seriously doesn't want his life anymore!" Lisa hurriedly rode to the other side.
There was a row of stationery shop and whatever other shops opposite. Lisa searched each shop but still could not find him.
Her back was sweaty with anxiety.
What on earth ah! Didn't she tell him to stay where he was to wait for her! Cross what road by himself! Move around for what!
He's even lost his phone, how to reach him ah!
"Wait right here" doesn't he understand these three words ah!
Lisa asked all the shops once through, anxiously wondering if she should report to the police, finally, a small shop owner said to her: "The person you're looking for seems to have gone to that whatever Mufeng café!"
Lisa almost knelt in gratitude to the shop owner.
She hurriedly rushed to the café, leaned the bike at the entrance and rushed upstairs in a few steps.
After looking round, she saw a frosty, indifferent and composed as a fridge Mr. Jeon sitting near the window.
His always clear and handsome face, intricate to the extent of being unable to find any flaw in his features, the sunlight slanted, falling on the tip of his nose, surfacing a sense of warmth.
Even with his alienating indifference, it couldn't make people displeased, but gave a sense of mystery.
In front of him was a cup of lemon water.
Jungkook picked the cup up, and took a sip, so proper till it was like, in his universe, Lisa was like air.
That anger of Lisa, was like a rocket about to launch in to the sky.
She sat down in front of Jungkook with all her might, supressing her anger and said: "Didn't I ask you to stay where you were? Why did you end up here?"
Jungkook's expression was like he did not think he did anything wrong at all.
"I don't like the smell of smelly tofu."
Lisa rolled her eyes to heaven, and thought, and I don't like you ah!
"Then what if I can't find you?"
"You will definitely find me."
"Why?"
"For the 1000USD tour guide fees for the day"
Lisa once again felt like she was stabbed by a knife.
She had worked so hard today, and was still willing to look for him, she really didn't remember the 1000USD tour guide fees for the day.
"Your phone." Lisa slid his phone across the table.
This chap slowly took a piece of tissue, and wiped the phone. His fingers were very pretty, when he bent his head, it strangely stirred the hearts of others move.
This is the first time Lisa looked at him from such a close distance.
"Do you want to eat anything from here? Or do you want to eat the deep fried ginger slices?"
Lisa was quite tired, her voice was a little sickly.
"The coffee here is inferior. Just by smelling the heat, I know that it is bitter and not mellow. The pastry that was served left a faint flour smell, which meant that the pastry was not baked enough. With this kind of standard, I will not eat anything from here."
Jungkook put the phone back into his pocket.
Lisa pressed her temples, she knew it, this place would not be up to Jungkook's taste. She wanted to throw a tantrum as great as an erupting volcano, but when she caught sight of Jungkook's facial features, she realised that she couldn't get angry.
He was like the lake between the valleys among the clouds, you can move it as much as you want, but he will always be calm.
"You are angry." Jungkook was still expressionless.
Thank you for knowing that I'm angry.
"I got your phone back with great difficulty. But you weren't waiting for me at the original spot. If you were me, how'd you feel?"
"I paid you fees for tour guiding, I don't need you to go after my phone."
Another stab, right through the heart.
But Lisa could no longer feel pain.
"Oh, I understand. I won't chase the next time, let's go."
Hope that the moment you get through the door, your phone will be stolen! When you kneel on the floor to get me to get your phone back, I will order lemon water and slowly have a drink!
Lisa got up, held one end of the cane and brought him down the stairs.
When they reached the bottom of the stairs, Jungkook suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
"You are injured." Jungkook Fan suddenly asked.
Lisa was thinking can't you not see? How can you know I've scraped my palms?
"Oh, I fell while I was riding the bike. How did you know?"
Lisa felt a little wronged. But if it were Song Yi Ran he'll most probably reward her for having her two legs be fine. But this conceited Mr. Jeon......as long as he doesn't give another stab it'll be good.
"I smelled blood."
Lisa looked at her palms, he can even smell out this little blood?
She's heard that even though the blind can't see, and the other senses may be more sensitive, but it can't be so sensitive to this standard ba.
"Go to the pharmacy, get it cleaned."
This was considered the most humane sentence that this chap had said throughout the whole day Lisa had been with him.
There was a pharmacy nearby, Lisa bought a bottle of hydrogen peroxide, when she poured it over her palms, her tears swarmed around in her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Jungkook Fan at the window.
His expression was distinctive.
The cars lights outside the window flitted past his face row by row, but his eyes never once blinked.
He was obviously a mortal, but he had a condescending aura, like he was not impressed with the things of this earth.
She knows using "pretty" to describe a male is weird.
But the Jungkook at that moment, let her have an illusion of indifference and beauty.
Lisa started imagining, if Jungkook could see, what kind of expression would his face hold?
Will it be prouder? Or maybe have a devil-may-care smile like Song Yi Ran?
After pasting the bandage, Lisa led Jungkook Fan on their way.
This city is very crowded, even late at night, there will still be crowds and noises.
When they reached the deep fried ginger slices shop, the owner was clearing up and getting ready to close shop. Lisa bought the last portion of deep fried ginger slices.
Jungkook bent his head, the night air lifted his hair, the dim light made his profile seem unreal.
As she expected, Jungkook had only one bite.
"Appropriate sweetness and sourness, rich fresh ginger flavour. But the smell of the eggs used is too strong, should have used fodder fed chicken eggs rather than eggs from grain fed chicken."
"But if they used soil eggs, the cost price would be too high for this little stall."
Lisa explained.
"En."
What a rarity, the cold Jungkook would agree with her views.
At this time, an aunty carrying candied haws walked by them. The stand had only two sporadic sticks left.
Lisa felt a sweet and sour taste on her tongue, and almost overflowed with salivation. Her obviously dispirited mood suddenly jumped to joy again.
"You've come all the way here, how can you not eat candied haw!"
Lisa bought only one stick.
Because no matter how delicious she finds a snack, Jungkook would only have one mouth.
Lisa placed the candied haw in front of Jungkook, "Be careful, bite sideways, don't get poked by the bamboo pick."
Jungkook opened his mouth, and Lisa once again saw the tip of his tongue.
Without knowing why, every time Jungkook ate something, as long as she unintentionally sees his tongue, it was like something gently brushing her heart, hooking onto to her thoughts, making the whole world seem like ripples in waves.
He latched onto the candied haw, did not eat the whole ball but bit down with a "kacha" sound.
The red icing split at his lips, crackling up.
He hadn't held in in his mouth for a second when he raised his eyebrows.
Lisa saw his expression and laughed in her heart.
"How is it?"
"...... the hawthorn should be peeled, or there'll be too much acerbity. The hawthorn fruit's flesh is too sour, the sugar coating too thin, the sweetness and sourness can't be balanced. The quality of the sugar is not good, has too many impurities."
"So it's not delicious?"
"It's the worst snack among all the foods you have brought me to taste."
Lisa smiled, she placed the bicycle at one side of the road, sat on the curb, slowly and leisurely bit into the candied haw. Purposely having a "kacha" sound.
"Have you ever had a crush on someone?" she asked randomly.
Anyway even if he was treated like a god, he wouldn't show a different expression. Why not just do as she likes.
"No."
The answer was sure and to the point.
His figure looked lonely under the street lights. Lisa laughed, this is the first time she felt like she was at an advantage in front of Jungkook.
At least there are some experience that she has had but he has never felt.
"A crush is like a candied haw. Hugging the person you like is like a sweet coating, but the moment you bite down on it, you will taste the sour and astringent flavours. Especially when you see the person you like always having someone by their side and that "someone" is usually a green tea bitch (women who are ambitious but act innocent), that acerbity feels like it's going to emerge from the eye of the throat. But when you wear jeans, and have a walk with your crush down streets and alleys leisurely, then buy a stick of candied haw. You actually know the sugar coating is too thin, not enough to balance out the acerbity. But you still feel that every bead makes you happy, because that person is by your side."
Jungkook stood where he was, not saying a word.
Lisa guessed that he probably doesn't know what a "green tea bitch" is, and is even more clueless about a "crush".
But he waited patiently for Lisa to finish the remaining candied haw.
When it was down to the last bead, Lisa stood up and went to Jungkook, cocked her head and nudged him with her elbow: "Wey! Only one bead left! Do you want another mouth?"
"No need." An expectedly cold answer.
"Actually, the last two hawthorns are not as sour as the previous ones. Try la, maybe you will find them delicious?"
Lisa raise the candied haw towards Jungkook's lips, Jungkook did not straight away reject, only moved his face to the side.
When his features flashed in front of her, it was like her vision was stretched.
This kind of Jungkook, has a tempting softness.
Lisa started feeling cheeky, wanting to see more of Jungkook's expression when he was avoiding.
The face that he moved to the side, even his long fair neck, was like a comet racing across the sky, she could only see it, and never capture it.
Lisa tiptoed and purposely pressed the candied haw to his lips, when he raised his hand to reject, she deliberately said, "Be careful of the bamboo pick!"
Jungkook as expected did not push her away, but chose to step back.
"Come on! It's the last bead already! Maybe the previous 1000 candied haws were tart, but this would be different! Not every hawthorn comes from the same tree!"
"I'm not someone you can play jokes on, Miss Lisa."
Jungkook's tone carried a hint of warning, increasing the pressure of the surrounding air.
"I'm not joking with you. Why can't you try anticipating the taste of the next hawthorn? You never know, the sweet and sourness may just balance out perfectly."
Jungkook stood where he was, unmoving.
Lisa watched for a brief moment, then abruptly took back the candied haw.
"If you don't want to then forget it."
She crunched on it making sure to make the "kacha" sound, and bit it off.
Oh my ley! The last one was the sourest!
Lisa threw the pick into the bin, and clapped her hands.
Jungkook was still standing where he was, his face expressionless.
Lisa smirked, showing a face of pride in front of him: "You wanted to take a bite just now right?"
The other party did not reply, his indifferent eyebrows had a sense of passiveness.
"Do you want to know how the last one tasted?"
"No need." Jungkook's eyes were cool, obviously could not see, but because of the reflections of the street lights, it looked like a burning match in the dark.
"I wasn't planning to tell you either." Lisa reached into her pockets, and walked to the bicycle.
The phone in his pocket started ringing, it was his assistant Li Yan.
Lisa patted the seat and said: "Let's go, I'll send you back to where you stay. Even though a day's tour isn't done, I can make up for the rest tomorrow."
Anyway, her job is to be at home, nothing to do till she can grow mould.
"I have a morning flight." Jungkook said blandly.
"Oh...... but it's already so late, people will worry about you."
Lisa went up on the bike, Jungkook followed the sounds and sat down. She's already not that interested in the 1000USD tour guide fees, because she's so tired to want to think about anything else.
The night air was a little chilly, blowing against Lisa's face.
A touch of sweetness and hawthorn flavour was diffusing in the air.
After they'd ridden past the traffic junction, because the street lights were a little dim, Lisa couldn't see very well, the front wheel twisted, the back wheel shook too.
Lisa tried very hard to maintain her balance, but at that moment, she felt something holding her waist.
The feeling of warm was so clear, like it was holding her heart.
But the other party quickly put down their hands.
Lisa bent her head, and pursed her lips.
They did not say a word on the way.
Lisa sent him to a luxury hotel in the heart of the city. At the hotel's entrance, Li Yan and another foreigner that Lisa had never seen before seemed like they had waited for a very long time.
"Why are you only back now! Miss Lisa, where have you brought Mr. Jeon!"
All of a sudden, Lisa did not know what to say.
But it was the foreigner beside Li Yan who pressed Li Yan's shoulder, and used English to ask: "Mr. Jeon, are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
Jungkook's English was cool, sounding towards the British pronunciation, making it seem strict and restrained.
Lisa let out a breath, pushed the bicycle towards Li Yan, "Mr Li, this is the bike you bought, I'm returning it to its owner now."
Author's note: Did everyone catch that?
Lisa using the candied haw to taunt Jungkook?