It’s so lively.

“It really feels a bit like Chinese New Year.”

"It's not that it's a little similar, it's the New Year," Zhou Mo said firmly, "If I say it is, it is, and you are not allowed to refute it."

"Yeah," Han Chen lowered his head and looked at the person in front of him.

Her profile was illuminated by the fireworks, and red, green and yellow lights could be seen on her fair skin.

She is so smart and gentle, lively and interesting.

She would excitedly point at the new fireworks and say they were beautiful, and would excitedly pull him around and jump around.

As lively as an elf, she ignited his tired and helpless soul.

"Do you want to put it yourself?"

"Hmm?" Han Chen didn't understand.

"I want to put it on myself," Zhou Mo took his arm, smiled mysteriously, and said, "I don't dare to order it, you go and order it for me to see."

Han Chen smiled helplessly and said, "Coward. Bad boy but loves to play. Let's go over and see if they'll let us play."

Zhou Mo thought to herself, okay, Han Chen hasn’t realized yet that all this was prepared by her.

But it’s better not to know, because not knowing can give him the greatest happiness.

The two held hands and walked around the artificial lake, then through the woods, before arriving at the square.

In the center of the square, boxes of fireworks were piled up.

There is only one person busying around.

Han Chen walked in and looked familiar.

After Song Yan finished moving a box of fireworks and was about to continue setting them off, he looked up and saw two people approaching.

Sweating profusely, he asked in surprise, "Why are you here? I haven't finished yet."