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Thinking about it carefully, apart from living in a cramped space, Yu Lihua and her daughter's living conditions weren't actually that bad.

Adhering to the principle of keeping a low profile, Xiao Yao, after careful consideration, decided against setting it as his desktop background. The boy pressed the physical button on his phone and clicked "Next Page."

On a beach at night, a photograph captures a lovely and unique scene—the main subject of the image is six legs, seemingly leaping through the endless night.

The two legs in the center are particularly striking, large and sturdy, like a giant beast that has traversed time. These two legs are unrestrained, bare in the night, with two sparse leg hairs like soft down, slightly reflecting the starlight, adding a primal, natural feel to this moment.

The right foot, seemingly belonging to a little girl, wore a pair of wet, blue and white striped short cotton socks, tightly connecting to the cuffs of her skinny jeans. Both the socks and jeans were soaked through; the blue and white stripes were slightly blurred by the water stains, and sand clung to the wet surface, forming faint mud-colored spots, like memories of the beach. The jeans clung to her calves, the wet texture conforming to her skin, outlining her adorable curves.

The pair of feet on the left were slightly oversized, wearing damp, wrinkled white cotton socks, revealing the hem of a long skirt. Both the socks and skirt were covered in sand and dampness, forming irregular patterns. The white cotton socks were slightly dull from the moisture, and the cuffs were wrinkled, suggesting a day of wear and tear. The socks outlined the curves of her calves, revealing a small section of her fair skin, exuding youthful softness and purity.

Her long dress was also wet from the waves, clinging to her slender legs. The hem shimmered under the starlight, and the black hem contrasted sharply with her wet white cotton stockings, exuding an elegant and mysterious aura.

The six feet are quietly arranged in the picture. The slightly larger white cotton sock on the left and the blue and white striped sock on the right, which looks like a girl's foot, are slightly tilted and close to the center of the picture, overlapping on the instep of the boy's big foot in the center.

Two little toes, nestled inside cotton socks, playfully pressed together, creating a warm and cozy scene. They seemed to be leaping on a beach at night, like a silent symphony, composing their little happiness under the quiet night sky.

At least, it was a small moment of happiness.

This photograph captures the beauty and joy of this moment, and Xiao Yao believes it will become an eternal memory.

Xiao Yao sent the two photos to the two girls separately.

MMS, send.

……

The recipient has received it!

Gao Sijun, who was on the right-hand bed, suddenly sat up abruptly, threw off the blanket, threw something he was holding onto the bed, and went to the bathroom.

"Old Gao, so you weren't asleep?" Xiao Yao asked casually after Gao Sijun returned to his bed.

"He slept, then woke up again," Gao Sijun replied vaguely. "Old Xiao, I need to talk to you about something."

"Huh? You said?" Xiao Yao's phone received a reply text message.

"Next time you go to the beach, could you please wash your feet before going into the room?" Gao Sijun picked up the object again, holding it horizontally and pressing it down with both hands. "Look, the floor in the room is covered in sand."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Xiao Yao said apologetically, "I'll definitely be more careful next time."

"Nothing else, just worried about slipping and falling," Gao Sijun explained. "Where did you go?"

"Looking at the stars by the sea," Xiao Yao said while replying to a message on his phone.

The message read: "Honey, I miss you."

"With a girl?" Gao Sijun's tone carried a hint of jealousy.

“…Hmm.” Xiao Yao thought for a moment and answered truthfully.

"That's great," Gao Sijun said.

My phone vibrated; a new message had arrived: "You're already thinking about me right after we separated? What's there to think about? We spent the whole day together, didn't we?"

"What are you playing? A video game?" Xiao Yao replied to the message while exchanging pleasantries with Gao Sijun.

“GBA,” Gao Sijun said.

"Oh." It's the GBA again.

"We've never spent a whole day together, never been alone together," Xiao Yao wrote in his message.

The other end replied instantly: "??? Did you send this to the wrong person?"

Xiao Yao was stunned. Upon closer inspection, he realized, "Holy crap, this is Yu Luying's number!"—and his heart skipped a beat.

How could he make such a basic mistake? It's all Gao Sijun's fault for getting distracted!

"I didn't send it to the wrong person, I just remembered. I just remembered that we were alone on the beach last night, before Shen Jie came," Xiao Yao said, trying to salvage the situation.

"...When I buried you on the beach this afternoon, it was just the two of us," Yu Luying replied.

"Ah, yes, even so, it still doesn't feel like enough. If only we could stay together all night long."

"I'm going to sleep now, goodbye!"

"Kiss."

"Good night."

Xiao Yao checked his inbox but didn't see Shen Jie's reply.

Maybe she's taking a shower? Or perhaps she got to her room and went straight to sleep?

"Do you play GBA?" Gao Sijun asked Xiao Yao.

“I didn’t buy it, but I’ve played it before. A friend of mine—an acquaintance—lent me one,” Xiao Yao said.

“Okay,” Gao Sijun said, “I was also thinking that if you have one, we can play online together.”

"We can find an internet cafe and play Bloodline II online."

“We’re not even in the same district…” Gao Sijun said, “And where would we find the time? Our schedule will be packed starting tomorrow.”

"Is the queue very full?" Xiao Yao asked.

“Yes,” Gao Sijun said, “summer camp isn’t for vacation.”

“Emmmm, I know,” Xiao Yao said.

"Have you heard? Dicky Cheung is coming," Gao Sijun said. "The bishop will also be coming."

"Which Dicky Cheung?" Xiao Yao asked.

"And who else is Zhang Weijian?" Gao Sijun said.

"That guy who makes TV shows? The actor?"

"Yes."

"What's he doing here?" Xiao Yao asked.

Gao Sijun: "Well, it's all about sharing faith, isn't it?"

"He's a Catholic too?" Xiao Yao said.

“Yes, I heard they’re quite devout?” Gao Sijun said.

Just as Xiao Yao was about to reply, Shen Jie's text message finally arrived, albeit belatedly.

"I think the filming is pretty good, it's just that the camera is a bit inadequate. I should have used mine."

Xiao Yao replied, "When are you going to return my phone?"

Shen Jie: "That's mine."

Xiao Yao: "I don't care, if you give it to me, it's mine."

Shen Jie: "Okay, okay, we'll change it back tomorrow."

Xiao Yao: "Forget it, you can keep it for now. Did you hear? Dicky Cheung is coming."

Shen Jie: "Come on, come on. Haven't you ever seen a celebrity before? Lu Ziya just told me."

Xiao Yao thought to himself, "I've never seen a celebrity say this before: 'The fierce woman is still awake?'"

Shen Jie: "Yeah, let me tell you, I was startled when I walked in."

Xiao Yao: "What's wrong?"

Shen Jie: "She didn't turn on the light, but lit two candles. She knelt on the bed, covered her head and whole body with a white blanket, and looked like a ghost."

Xiao Yao: "What's there to be scared of? It's just like that Taize guy, isn't it?"

Shen Jie: "Taize didn't wrap the blanket around her head either... Then she said she was reciting her evening prayers. You know, she recites them seven times a day, from morning till night~"

Xiao Yao: "A fanatic."

Shen Jie: "Then I accompanied her to recite the night prayers, and it was actually quite refreshing. I just saw your message."

Shen Jie: I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to wash my hair.

What does "feeling good" mean? Can chanting scriptures make you feel good?

Xiao Yao quickly sent a message: "Wife, I miss you."

My phone vibrated, and a message came back instantly: "What's wrong with you? Didn't we just break up?"

Xiao Yao: "We haven't spent a single day alone together today."

Shen Jie: "You still know that?"

Shen Jie: "Didn't you arrange this yourself? I haven't even said anything to you yet."

Shen Jie: "Lu Jia needs to sleep too. Go wash up, go to sleep, see you during the day! I'm not going back."

Xiao Yao replied with a "goodnight" message, but after waiting a while, he didn't receive another "goodnight" message.

Lucia Lucia Lucia, are you going to stay with me or with Lucia?

He had no choice but to toss his phone next to his pillow and prepare to cover his head and go to sleep.

Strangely enough, even though I was very tired, I just couldn't fall asleep no matter how much I tossed and turned.

When I can't sleep at night, I start having all sorts of wild thoughts.