"I... Love... You" After saying that, his hand dropped straight down.
"Mom! Mom...! Seven-year-old Shen Fan held his mother's hand, and the fire behind him was still burning the years.
"Mom loves you. "
The chirping of cicadas outside the window
"Let's go, Shen Fan, if you don't go to the cafeteria, the food will be sold out." This voice awakened Shen Fan's memory that seemed to be in a dream, and he replied with a simple "Oh".
The canteen seems to be very hot in summer, and most people are queuing up to buy ice cream.
"Shen Fan, stop standing there. You are acting as a traffic light for others." Song Jin turned around as he walked, wanting to see when the young master would catch up.
"Oh"
"Young master, please stop and follow me quickly," Song Jin urged.
"Hmm"
"..."
Damn you.
Purpose: friendship