She closed her eyes and recalled the moment she was bumped into, retrieving the memories of the man who had stolen her phone. "Can I borrow a pen and a paper?"
The handsome foreigner handed her a black pen and an A4 size paper.
Fang Xinxin received it and held the pen to quickly sketch the man's appearance on the white paper. It was a young man with a heart-shaped jawline. He had been wearing a black scarf and a cap at the time.
After a couple of minutes, she finished her sketch and handed it to the blonde foreigner. "I'm looking for this man."
"Who is he? How is he related to you?" The blonde handsome man was extremely curious. He took in the sketch and praised her. "You drew it so well on paper. It feels like he could leap out of the drawing anytime. It seems like your drawing skills are really strong!" She wasn't completely useless.
