Gu Lan knew that Hua Yin was a weird person, so whatever strange things he said were normal to her. She simply ignored him and continued walking, feeling uncomfortable and awkward in her high heels. She would have taken them off and walked barefoot if she didn't worry about attracting attention. After all, she had no sense of pain.
As Gu Lan was lost in thought, a shy and awkward voice came from behind her. "Um, miss, can I add you on WeChat? I don't mean any harm; I just think you look really beautiful... Are you a cosplayer?"
Suppressing her annoyance, Gu Lan coldly and stiffly shook her head without stopping. "No."
The young man didn't give up and approached her. He was tall, over 1.8 meters, with a delicate appearance, and a shy blush on his face. "Can't you just add me on WeChat? I'll treat you to milk tea... I think you are my type."