One evening, Shu Songmian and Song Linran were walking comfortably on the beach, holding the original pearl milk tea they had just bought from the milk tea shop in their hands, feeling the sea breeze blowing by their ears.
Song Linran looked at his newly bought sneakers thoughtfully and sighed: "Look at me, I liked stars when I was a child, and I liked the morning sun in high school. But now, I have begun to lament the dusk. Do you think... Am I getting old?"
Shu Songmian was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Seeing Song Linran's downcast expression, he consoled him: "No way, you can see that you stayed up all night, your hair didn't fall out, you're not too weak, and you're still young."
The originally comforting words sounded wrong to Song Linran's ears. After a while, you looked at the person walking in front of you, ran over quickly, hugged the person to your side, and shouted: "Who did you just say was weak? Huh?"
Song Mian couldn't hold back her laughter, "I didn't say you were hallucinating."
Linran stamped his feet angrily and spilled half of the milk tea in his hand. He looked at the wet sand on the ground, then raised his head and stared at Shu Songmian.
Shu Songmian had a premonition that something bad was going to happen, so he turned around and ran away. Song Linran chased after him with all his teeth and claws, determined to make Shu Songmian pay for his milk tea with his life.
The deep and shallow footprints of the two people circled and spread on the seaside. A swimming crab emerged from the soil and hurriedly ran sideways into the sea. A second before entering the sea, it was probably thinking, are those two fools really in their late 40s?
Intention: warmth