At the beginning of winter, the meteorological observatory issued a warning. The temperature dropped sharply and the wind blew my face red.
Xia Er and You Shu had their first confrontation in front of the old shelves of the small shop.
For the last bundle of red vintage candles.
Xia Er looked up and saw cold and irritable eyes covered by a black peaked cap.
The island town is like the 1990s, even power outages occur without warning.
The boss took a slow glance while chewing on his cigarette, and called to the tall young man: "Ashu, don't compete with the little girl who just came here. Come and join me."
The young man twitched the corners of his lips without comment, turned around and threw the candle to her.
Later, in the rental house illuminated by faint candlelight.
Xia Er burned the trophies she had won and bit Shang You Shu's lips hard.
The young man grabbed her waist and smiled frivolously.
"Xia You, try harder."
-From red face to red eyes.
Intention: Be your endless mountain
