By the roadside, Ding Xiaoli stood up in horror as he stared at the streets filled with pedestrian cars.
He lowered his head and slowly moved back to the square where the pedestrians were gathered.
Maqi's bicycle brushed past her, but neither of them noticed it.
Maqi seemed to have sensed something.
He stopped on the brakes and looked back, only to realize that Ding Xiaoli had already vanished into the vast crowd of people.Maqi stopped and looked around.
There were people everywhere.
He furrowed his brows and lost the patience to look around.
Then, he turned around and rode away.In a small corner of the toilet, Ding Xiaoli held the note that Maqi had written to her in his hand, struggling to call Maqi tomorrow.Ding Xiaoli picked up the phone and placed it down hesitantly.
Maqi sat in front of the phone, feeling somewhat nervous.Ding Xiaoli gnawed on his steamed bun, and continued to watch the call from afar.
Several of his colleagues knocked on their rice bowls and prepared to head to the canteen, but Maqi was still keeping watch on the call.His colleague whispered behind him, "Why is it so quiet?
Is it as quiet as a saint?""How is it quiet?
I think he's a little nervous." The sun was already setting in the west.
Finally, Ding Xiaoli extended his hand towards the phone.The office was completely empty.
As soon as the phone rang, Maqi yelled into the microphone, "Oh my god!
What are you busy with?!""I thought you wouldn't call me anymore!
What do you think?
Have you done all the things you need to do?
Are you free now?
Where are you?
Tell me, I'm going to pick you up, so I don't have to make a mistake again.
What?
Are you still at the station?"Maqi rode his bicycle and came to the station square again.

He stopped the car and looked around.Ding Xiaoli was the first to notice Maqi.
He wanted to raise his hand, but he didn't.
He wanted to open his mouth, but he didn't open his mouth.
He held the note tightly and silently watched Maqi looking for him.
In addition to the fact that he was a little weak, he couldn't help but put his body on the suitcase.
However, he didn't dare to leave Maqi's eyes until Maqi noticed her and walked towards him..Maqi took the suitcase from Ding Xiaoli and placed it on the backseat of his bicycle.
Then, he quickly took her out of the station.Maqi rushed forward, while Ding Xiaoli stumbled and followed closely.Maqi turned around and asked curiously, "What are you doing in the provincial capital?""Let me...
come and take a look.""Come and take a look?
Do you have relatives in the provincial capital?"Ding Xiaoli panicked and couldn't speak."Where do you live?" Maqi was considering whether or not he should send the girl to her residence first.Ding Xiaoli lowered his head and didn't make a sound."Should I send you to your place first?"Under Maqi's continuous questioning, Ding Xiaoli, who had only eaten one bun for two days and one night, couldn't help but tremble."What's wrong with you?
Why do you look so terrible?" Maqi began to feel that something was wrong.
He immediately stopped the car and reached out to help Ding Xiaoli up.
Then, he subconsciously touched Ding Xiaoli's forehead, "Heh!
You're having a fever!"As soon as he heard that Ding Xiaoli had a fever, he immediately turned the world upside down and was about to fall."Are you sick?""Why are you asking so much?
I'm fine." Ding Xiaoli's legs went soft as he spoke."Isn't that all?!" Maqi couldn't help but fall to the ground with his bicycle.
It took him a great deal of effort to pull Ding Xiaoli, who was on the verge of collapse, to the front of the bicycle.
Then, he spent a great deal of effort, and finally made use of a streetside to get himself on it."I'll take you to the hospital!" Maqi said in all seriousness.
He wanted to see if he had enough money in his wallet."I won't!" Ding Xiaoli was scared and stubborn."You have a fever.
How can you not go to the hospital?""I'm not going to the hospital!" Ding Xiaoli struggled to slide off the bar.Maqi couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, "Alright, alright!
We're not going to the hospital." Then, he helped Ding Xiaoli back to his bicycle.
He couldn't help but feel a sense of burden."Then where do you want to go?" Maqi asked with a frown.Ding Xiaoli heaved a sigh of relief.
When he saw the color, he struggled to get off the car."I'm going home!" Ding Xiaoli said."You're going home?" Before Maqi could react, Ding Xiaoli had already slid from the bottom of his arm to the ground.Maqi picked up his bicycle and said in a somewhat obstinate tone, "Get up!" "If you're going home now, why are you still here?"Ding Xiaoli was drowsy and tears streamed down the lake.