Chapter 4: Shanghai     "Oh hey its you!"    I slowly looked up and saw the man infront of me. He's wearing a white shirt paired with black jeans and black boots. Then I saw his face. Oh dear. It's him!   "Kristoff!? I said.    "Ahm what?" He asked me.    "Huh!" I shut my eyes and internally cursed myself. "I'm sorry I'm mean Kris. Ha ha." I nervously chuckled.   "What are you doing here? He asked. He's so handsome, especially today. His hair is pushed back and his clothes fits his lean body.    "Oh I...I had my annual physical examination." I replied. "How about you? Why are you here?"   "I just visited a friend. He broke his ankle while we're playing basketball." He said.   "Oh that's unfortunate. I'm really sorry to hear about that."    "Nah, he's good. He'll be discharged in a day or two. But I guess he won't be able to play for about a month. Healing bones is a rough process." He said.   "Why? Have you experienced it before?" I asked. I heard him chuckle.   "Twice. Broke my left arm and ankle." He smiled.   My eyes widen at his revelation. "Oh my!"   "Yeah, playing basketball is kinda rough." He put his hand on his nape and massaged it. "So, where are you going after this?" He asked.   "Ahm..I guess I'll just roam around the city. Its my first time here in Shanghai." I lied. No, I've been here a couple of times.    The first time was in 1608, if I remembered correctly it was the Ming Dynasty that time. The dresses that time were heavy and stuffy but its beautiful. Luhan was the palace doctor that time. Second time was in 1927, China was really chaotic that time. And this is my third time.    "Oh...If you'd like I can give you a tour." He said. "I know we just met but I'm not a bad person really."    I laughed at his joke. "People nowadays don't how how to trust. People lived in fear. I can't blame them. The world today is far different." I remarked.   "You speak differently, where are you from?" He asked me.    "Ahm..I from Scotland." I smiled.   "Oh..figures." I heard him say. The elevator opened and we both left the hospital.    "What do you mean?" I asked him.    "Well, I guess you live in the country side of Scotland? Cities are quite different you know. There's crime and other bad stuff going on. Unlike in rural areas."   "So you think I live in a farm?" I raised an eyebrow.   "No, that's not what I meant." He quickly said. "What I meant was - "   "Ha ha! I get what you mean." I told him. "I guess you can put it that way. Cities are beautiful but dangerous." We're walking at the car park and he stop in front of a very expensive looking car