"Huang Qiao, what a coincidence, I meet you here." The boy still had a sunny look on his face.
"Well, are you also here to sketch and take pictures?" Huang Qiao asked with a smile. Ever since she met this boy in the Maldives, she felt that he was very sunny and knew that he liked to take pictures and sketches.
"Well, this is the only place that is quieter in the whole city. By the way, are you feeling well?" It had been half a month since she returned from the Maldives. Ye Weiqi herself felt that asking this question was an idiot, so she scratched her head and smiled sheepishly.
"Well, everything is fine. Thank you for your help." Huang Qiao has not forgotten that in the Maldives, if this boy hadn't helped, she might have developed a fever and developed dementia.
"You're welcome, you should do it." After saying that, the boy took out the mineral water from his backpack and gave it to Huang Qiao: "Here, if you don't mind."
Huang Qiao knew that most people would not drink drinks given by strangers because they did not know the other person's intentions, but Huang Qiao knew that the boy in front of her would not frame her, so she relied on a woman's intuition.
"Thank you." Huang Qiao opened the mineral water and took two sips.
"I noticed that your eyes are always very melancholy, and you don't seem to be like people of our age." Ye Weiqi looked at Huang Qiao and said.
Huang Qiao smiled and said: "I am a twenty-year-old person with a forty-year-old heart."
"No, I just think you are very unhappy." The boy analyzed tentatively.
Huang Qiao pursed her lips and said nothing, continuing to remain silent...
At this time, a child at the beach flew a butterfly-shaped kite. It flew very high and was very beautiful.
Ye Weiqi picked up the camera and took a picture, and then said with emotion: "I really envy the kite, I can fly freely in the sky."
Huang Qiao shook her head: "I don't envy it at all. It flies high and far, and there is always a rope restraining it, locking its freedom. In fact, the kite is the saddest thing, it can only fly forever.
Being controlled by others, unless - it can break free of that line."
"But if we break free of that thread, the kite will never fly." Ye Weiqi said sadly.
"So life is not perfect. Whatever you want, you have to pay for it." Huang Qiao said sadly.
"I found... you really don't look like a 22-year-old girl. You are too sentimental." Ye Weiqi looked at Huang Qiao's profile and said.
"Really? Maybe." Huang Qiao forced a smile.
"You... why did you get married at such a young age?" Ye Weiqi was still curious about what made such a gorgeous woman enter the marriage hall prematurely.
"Destiny." Huang Qiao said ambiguously, and Ye Weiqi was confused.
"It's getting late, I should go." Huang Qiao looked at her watch and it was time to make dinner.
"Huang Qiao, can we...be friends?" Ye Weiqi mustered up a lot of courage and said.