Pseudo-Fascinating Neptune x Multi-faceted Pseudo Neptune
Zhao Siheng looked at the sweaty young man on the field and said with dark eyes: "Cao Yizhang, let's have a fight."
The boy on the badminton court heard the sound and looked over. After seeing who was coming, he smiled and said in a raised tone, "Come on."
Zhao Siheng picked up the racket on the ground, handed him a bottle of water and said, "Gamble, if I win, you can come back with me and I will accompany you to finish the sculpture."
The boy held the water for a moment, and after a few seconds, he threw the water aside and picked up the racket as if to leave.
Zhao Siheng's eyes were complicated. He couldn't, and he didn't want to just watch the endless darkness gradually swallow up the once-laughing boy. So he caught up and grabbed the boy's cold hand, pulled him back into the light, and hugged him. His voice trembled uncontrollably, "Where do you want to hide and cry? If you want to cry, just cry here. There is no one else here but me. I'm not here to laugh at you, I'm here to comfort you."
The boy in his arms couldn't help crying. The moment he cried, the ice sculptures buried deep in the boy's heart were melted by the powerful warm current.
Great, this pastry chef finally understood that desserts should not be bitter, but sour, salty, and... Sweet.
Purpose: People who work for food have no money