On the lawn, flocks of doves suddenly took flight,
Their wings flapping loudly.
Tang Li only heard her own heartbeat as she watched Song Baiyan lift his coffee cup, the watch on his left wrist making him look even more like a gentleman sitting under the sun, enjoying the scenery. That warm and accommodating feeling made her lips curve upwards in a smile.
She turned her gaze away, looking at the drifting away helium balloon, her smile growing broader.
"You can still smile." Song Jingtian looked at her with complaint: "The Buzz Lightyear we just bought, I don't know where it has flown off to!"
Tang Li handed 10 yuan to the clown: "Then let's buy another one."
Song Jingtian hummed: "There's no more Buzz Lightyear."
"Pleasant Goat is also nice." Tang Li took the blue "Pleasant Goat" from the clown and handed it to Song Jingtian: "Superheroes are too far from you, we should promote being practical."
A few minutes later, Tang Li and Song Jingtian returned to the café.
