In the summer of my freshman year of high school, the rubber track almost melted under the scorching sun, and the breeze was full of heat.
The playground was empty, but the basketball court across most of the campus was full of people, and students from all grades were there to watch a basketball game.
Lou Yexue was drinking iced milk tea and carrying a small cake as Shi Shiran passed by. A deafening shout almost pierced her eardrums. She endured it, but in the end she couldn't help but look back. Under the dazzling sunlight, the young man's figure radiated a dazzling light. Lou Yexue looked away with an expressionless face. She thought about the hot pug at home that stuck out her tongue. She opened her thin lips lightly and uttered the word "sick."
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