C19 Little Deskmate(18)

In a certain alley, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the teenagers standing at the intersection. They held sticks and waved their fists, and their shadows swayed with their movements.

"In a while, stand further away." Xie Xi rolled up his sleeves and looked at Deskmate, whose face was pale. Ye Qian looked like he could not lift his hands and fight, let alone think about it