"Are you ok?" the other party asked again.
Tang Li took the backpack from the other person's hand: "I'm fine."
The man stood up following Tang Li, his figure tall and slim, unlike the burly build of other Westerners. With a black T-shirt and jeans, short neat hair, and pronounced facial features that were not overly rugged, Tang Li remembered he wasn't purely American, having both British and French ancestry.
After hesitating for a few seconds, the other party initiated a conversation with Tang Li: "Did you just come out of the library?"
Tang Li's gaze lingered on him.
The other party raised his hand to touch the back of his neck, looking somewhat shy: "I'm an exchange student at Capital University. I just got off the plane today. I wanted to take a walk but accidentally got lost."
"Take bus number 662 from here to reach Capital University," Tang Li gave him directions. "Or, you could take a taxi back to the school."