“he’s  die?” she asked to herself. She was about to walk home when she capture a man, laying on the browned grass in in the park, in cold day in late of autumn.  She walk closer to him, and found a breath-taking hansome guy with tousled hair closed his eyes. Maybe he’s got attacked or robbed?

Too scary to touch him, she hit his shoulder with the tip of her shoe.she almost jump backward when the guy open his eyes.

“ah, sorry. I thought you’re die” she apologized and bow her head

He rubbed his eyes in sleepy “no, thank you for woke me up” he gave her a little smile

“it’s not good if yo’re sleep in this kind of place. You would have hypothermia” she raised her tiny arms to him, tried to help him stood up

“thank you” he bow his head a bit

“nevermind” she took a glance in her watch and gasped “I have to go, see ya” she waved her hand to him and runaway. He nodded his head and then walk slowly into opposite direction.