He looked at her for a moment before reaching forward to grab one of the bottles in the plastic bag. He twisted the bottle open to loosen the cap before twisting it back shut and tossing the bottle towards Shi Yao. "I'll give you mine."
His voice was deep and serene. It sounded exceptionally crisp and clear, as if he had spoken right by her ear.
Shi Yao's mind couldn't help but spin for a second. By the time she came to, the sun's rays were shining on her body once more. He had already turned around and left.
A warm spring breeze blew over. When Shi Yao caught sight of Lin Jiage's figure, his white sportswear looked slightly puffed up under the pull of the wind, and a few strands of his hair were dancing mischievously along with the breeze.
Perhaps it was due to Lin Jiage's departure, but the group of men quickly left the area as well.