You eat your crepe. I’ll order fruit yogurt and fried chicken. Because with you, the afternoon sun is also very transparent. ——Fruit yogurt The winter afternoon is still a little warm, The sun fell through the cracks between the leaves, The mottled light and shadow are reflected on your face, The afternoon also seemed a little lazy and leisurely. At this moment, this situation, Why don’t you have a cup of yogurt, Sour and sweet taste, It seems to take you back to the summer of love. But now t...
