The two of them walked along the beach in slippers. Across the vast stretch of sand, tourists posed for photos while children chased one another and played.
Feeling the waves lap against his calves, Shen Ting couldn't resist bending down to scoop up some water and toss it into the air. The droplets landed on him, bringing a hint of coolness.
Watching him, Yan Yi instinctively reached for his phone to capture that beautiful moment, but only after feeling around for a while did he remember that a certain director had confiscated it.
Yan Yi stood there, exuding a faint air of resentment.
Just as Yan Yi was considering whether to spend the thousand-odd yuan he had left on a spare phone, a splash of cool seawater hit his face.
The seawater slid down his cheeks to his chin and dripped off.
"Hahaha-hic! Yan Yi, you look so goofy!" Shen Ting laughed, still cupping the evidence in his hands.
"Oh, so you dare splash me? Just watch me get you back! Shen Ting, don't run!!!" Yan Yi cast his thoughts aside, bent down, scooped up some seawater, and chased after Shen Ting.
Unable to beat Yan Yi at this game, Shen Ting ran ahead through the waves.
Yan Yi followed close behind him.
Tourists passing by couldn't help smiling knowingly at the sight.
The camera operator quietly zoomed out, capturing Yan Yi, Shen Ting, and the beautiful backdrop together.
The two spirited young men were vibrant and free, as though no difficulty could stop them from moving forward.
[Aaah! I've switched sides! Baby Wanwan, I'm sorry! My lock screen did this all on its own. I couldn't stop it!]
[I'm dying from how sweet this is, I'm dying! This ship is so good I've passed out.]
[Where's the shipper club?