Last night, I went downstairs to Zhao Yiming's place, browsing for about ten minutes, but I couldn't find anything I wanted to eat, so I finally just grabbed a bottle of sugar-free lemon tea and paid.

I looked up and saw a few kids in fourth or fifth grade, huddled together chattering: "Put the spicy strips back, we don't have enough money" "Or buy that one, we can share it together."
At that moment, my heart suddenly trembled, filled with envy, and a touch of indescribable jealousy.
I suddenly said boldly, "Take whatever you like, please." After some hesitation, they shyly accepted.
It all cost less than 30 yuan, but I suddenly felt that these 30 yuan seemed to be spent on my 10-year-old self. Turns out, this is the taste of "Wanting to carry wine with osmanthus, but it’s never as good as youth's carefree days."