When Shi Rangchen was standing by the railing of the bridge, a fool suddenly came.
The boy had his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth. His temper was flamboyant but his tone was careful: "Classmate, we are playing billiards and we are short of three, will you come?"
"... What's so bad about playing billiards?"
The boy put out his cigarette: "We are going to play mahjong on the pool table."
"..."
Shi Rangchen felt that he had nothing to say to him
Later, when he sat behind Lu Chuanci in the examination room as the second grader, he realized belatedly that he was actually quite smart.
"Are you going to play mahjong today?" He said.
"Then are you still going to the bridge today?" Lu Chuanci stared at him.
In fact, their names are very similar.
The two of them seem to be quite destined.
"The mountains will not let dust fall, and the rivers will not let go of their abundance."
Intention: Warmth and redemption