"Ah, I'm alive again." A girl with a sun-kissed complexion and an athletic build stuck out her tongue and gave the ice cream a fierce lick, then contentedly squinted her eyes and took a deep breath as she spoke.
No one present expected someone to suddenly jump out and snatch the ice cream they had bought, so no one reacted until the sigh was heard, and time, as if frozen, began to slowly flow once more.
"This ice cream is ours. How can you just take it?" Yu Xia had witnessed Lin Mengyao's anticipation for the ice cream, and seeing the last one taken by a stranger left her very unhappy. The intense emotion from this discontent caused a subtle, pervasive ache in her heart.
The woman glanced at the ice cream in her hand, then at Yu Xia, and, with an innocent expression, replied, "I didn't know it was yours. Did you already pay for it?"
"Of course. If we didn't pay, why would the owner give us the ice cream?" Yu Xia responded angrily, noticing the woman's feigned ignorance.
