[Sketches] chance encounter

One day I was walking down the street with a travel mood,

A man's elegant voice suddenly came from the roadside: [Who wants to be a good friend of Strawberry?]

At this time, I remembered that a former high school classmate's nickname was also called Strawberry, so I looked at it in a blink of an eye,

It turned out to be a man selling strawberries, and there were piles of strawberries on the ground.

In my impression, Strawberry is a very cute girl

She can hear an almost coquettish baby voice in the conversation with her boyfriend

I am very impressed with this

It's a pity to hear that they also ended up breaking up in the end.

I looked at the strawberries all over the floor and then at the man who sold them

As if she was standing beside the man

That sentence [who wants to be a good friend of strawberries]

I can't help but feel sad