It's already the end of November, and the chill of the late night is growing heavier.
Ma Family's Barbecue is always bustling because of their fresh ingredients and great taste.
The charcoal fire leaps, reflecting Sister Ma's busy figure, while the skewers sizzle on the iron rack, emitting a very enticing aroma.
Outside, at the outdoor tables, three or five friends gather, their laughter and conversations mingling with the smoke and spice of the barbecue, creating Yuzhou's unique barbecue atmosphere.
Pei Yujing, with an icy face and a tall figure, weaves between the tables and chairs, delivering cooked skewers or beers and drinks.
Many young men cast admiring glances.
Deng Xiang looked at that figure, secretly smacking his lips, pitying himself since she wouldn't give him any notice.
It's no longer middle school; back then, chasing little girls was just a matter of effort, but now he doesn't have anything to make her look up to him.
