Sure, here's the translation of the excerpt:
"Beep beep... beep..."
"Dong..."
Autumn, South District, morning.
The cool temperatures and the hustle of rush hour present a fascinating contrast as a young man and a sleepy young woman walk hand in hand through the streets.
"Three meat buns, two cups of soy milk... I'm scanning here, right?"
"Yes, 8 yuan."
Stopping in front of the breakfast stand, the girl with long black hair almost leans on the boy's shoulder, eyes half-closed as if she's trying to savor the remnants of a dream in this peaceful moment.
Even when Yan Huan hands her the straw to drink soy milk, she doesn't open her eyes, only opens her mouth to sip.
"Oh, your girlfriend hasn't woken up, needs to be fed even during breakfast?"
Seeing this, the breakfast vendor couldn't help but tease.
Upon hearing this, Ye Shiyu opened her eyes to glance at the person.
