Watching his departing figure, you couldn't help but give a wry smile and shake your head, then you handed the popsicle in your left hand to a little boy passing by and started walking down the street, licking it with relish.
Accompanied by the roar of the sports car's engine, Xu Hai drove his luxury car into your sight.
"Weren't you supposed to be squandering your youth?" you said with a laugh.
Xu Hai didn't speak but stared straight at the popsicle in your left hand, "Damn, where's my popsicle?"
"Dropped it."
"Buy another one, only with a popsicle can you get in the car!"
Before turning around to buy another popsicle, you gave Xu Hai the middle finger, a tall one.
After bumming around with Xu Hai in the sports car all afternoon, when night fell, you stepped out of the thirty-million-dollar car and couldn't help but sigh, "Indeed, for second-generation rich kids who won at the starting line of life, life really is full of flavor."
