Later, the four of us rarely got together to drink that sweet strawberry milk.
The memory is like a can of soda that has been shaken violently. All the bright and rolling bubbles belong to that infinitely stretched summer afternoon.
And I am the only one who, after many years, still stubbornly collects all the bubbles.
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"So, do you think, if you say you like something like this, you will die, or if you don't say it, you will die?"
Shen Ji's voice broke the silence of the study room, and the black pen in his hand rolled accurately to Su Nian's feet - this was the third time today.
Su Nian held the pen and felt that her cheeks were hotter than the sunset outside the window. She didn't look at Shen Ji, but subconsciously looked at the window.
There, Lin Chaozheng placed a bottle of iced strawberry milk next to Lu Yimian's open exercise book. The girl looked up blankly from the sea of questions. He immediately pointed to the milk in a subtle way, then pointed to the scorching sun outside the window, and said with an exaggerated mouth: "Prevent heatstroke."
The sunlight dyed the fine hairs on his ears golden, and also illuminated the flash of shyness on Lu Yimian's face, but I clearly captured it.
As I looked at these three people, my heart was suddenly filled with a warm, sore feeling.
Shen Ji's straight shot was a blatant test, and Lin Chao's thoughtfulness was a careful cover. As for the two heroines, one pretended to be calm and the other pretended not to understand.
At the age of sixteen, we originally shared the same grand and silent thoughts. It's just that we didn't know it at that time. Once some words are spoken, the utopia of friendship will collapse; and if some words are buried forever in our hearts, they will become echoes throughout our lives.
That afternoon, the stars slowly took their place in our respective universes, silently pushing the gears of fate toward the starry sky that no one could predict and separate.
Purpose: youthful growth