The two of them walked in the small park where they used to play often when they were little, stopping in front of the swing. The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow spilled onto the sand at their feet, shimmering brightly.
Ke Mingye looked down at the soft sand for a while, then grabbed the rope of the swing and turned to look at Bai Zini: "So, you ran all the way to this place, what for?"
Bai Zini sat on the other swing and asked faintly, "Before they arrive, I want you to keep me company for a bit, is that okay?"
"Okay," Ke Mingye said.
The two of them looked up at the little boys and girls frolicking in the park, seeing themselves as children in them.
They both couldn't help but curve their lips into a smile and chuckled.
"When we were little, you always bullied me," said Bai Zini.
"Did I?"
"Yes, you did. Just like that little brat, throwing sand on me, then climbing up the slide. I was too scared to go up and could only stay below,
