Shijia Bridge was right above the road. For safety, Li Zhiyuan stood by the roadside under the bridge, glancing southward to see if the car had arrived, and then back at Uncle Qin standing beside him.
Uncle Qin, noticing Li Zhiyuan's gaze resting on him ceaselessly, lowered his head and asked, "Do you have something you want to ask?"
"Uncle, was the movie tonight any good?"
"Mhm, it was good. It's a pity, though, you and Alii were sitting too far off to the side, you probably couldn't see very clearly."
"I saw it fine, it was good too."
After that, Li Zhiyuan stopped talking and no longer looked at the person beside him.
Uncle Qin stood up straight; he thought the boy would ask about that matter, but he did not.
This kid always seemed to know his boundaries, which easily endeared him to others.
However, upon closer thought, it seemed that every time a critical moment came, he would break those boundaries without hesitation, just like last time and this time.
