She Is Not My Future Wife

Yue Tingfeng crossed the road and made his way to his car. At about three to four meters away, he heard someone calling out his name, "Tingfeng."

Yue Tingfeng turned around and spotted Helan Fangnian. 

Helan Fangnian looked so proper in his well fitted black suit and striped tie. He stood at the side of the road, looking smart and successful. His handsome face was wearing a surprised look. 

Yue Tingefeng had the congee and bao in his hand. He was dressed in just a simple shirt with his sleeves rolled up to the elbow, showing off his strong and muscular arm. His messy hair was blowing over his tired face, a slight melancholy took possession of his charming face. 

The two handsome men stood there like the image of a nice scenery. The sun was shining brightly above their heads but they looked more fascinating than the beaming sunshine. The passers-by turned their heads to look at such an unwonted sight.