Zheng Wanqing looked at Xie Yun, who was a head taller than her, and tugged at his sleeve coquettishly: "Come closer." She was wearing a pair of low-heeled leather shoes today, which made her look even more petite and lovely standing next to him.

Xie Yun leaned down to look her in the eye. Under the moonlight, her fair face shone like pearls, and her almond-shaped eyes reflected the light of the lantern, as if filled with stars.

Zheng Wanqing's heart beat faster and her cheeks became hot due to the sudden close distance: "I told you to put your ear over here. Who told you to get so close?" Her voice became smaller and smaller, and the last few words were almost inaudible.

Xie Yun raised the corners of his mouth and smiled like a cat that stole some fish: "Okay, okay, my young lady." He put his ear close to Zheng Wanqing's mouth.

"Thank you." Zheng Wanqing said softly, her voice as soft as glutinous rice balls.

The warm breath sprinkled on Xie Yun's ears, making his heart tremble. He stood up, his eyes darkened a few times: "Then how is Madam going to thank me?"

When Zheng Wanqing heard this, her ears immediately turned red as if they were about to bleed, and the candy man in her hand was almost melted by her. Before she could think of how to respond, Xie Yun whispered, "Why don't you... accompany me to light a river lantern?" His voice was low and gentle, like the sound of a cello string, gently plucking her heart.

Zheng Wanqing subconsciously raised her eyes and met his affectionate eyes in an instant. Those eyes were as deep as ink under the moonlight, and at this moment they were filled with tenderness, clearly reflecting her shy appearance. Her heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat, and then beat rapidly again, as if a little deer was running around in her chest.

Xie Yun took her hand, interlocked their fingers, and led her through the bustling crowd. His hand was warm and dry, with some thin calluses on his palm from years of holding guns, rubbing her delicate skin, bringing a tingling touch.

Willows swayed on both sides of the Haihe River, and silk lanterns hung on the soft branches. The warm yellow light was reflected on the water, like falling stars swaying with the waves. Xie Yun squatted on the bluestone steps, took a lotus lantern from the old woman selling lanterns, and lit it with a fire stick. The dancing flames reflected two clusters of golden light in his pupils, coating his angular profile with a layer of soft halo.

Zheng Wanqing followed his example and lit a lantern. In the center of the lotus-shaped lantern, the candlelight flickered gently. She gently placed the river lantern on the river bank, closed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and her long eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow under her eyes.

Xie Yun looked at her pious appearance and closed his eyes as well.

After the two made their wishes, they gently placed the river lantern into the river. The lotus lantern carrying the good wishes slowly drifted away with the current and gradually merged into the sea of ​​lanterns.

"What wish did you make, Madam?" Xie Yun looked at the river lanterns that were getting farther and farther away, turned his head and asked gently. The night breeze blew by, bringing the cool breath of the river water and blowing the loose hair on his forehead.

Zheng Wanqing winked playfully, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised: "If you speak out your wish, it won't work." She tilted her head and asked back, "Why don't you tell me your wish?"

Xie Yun smiled dotingly and gently scratched her nose with his hand. This intimate action made Zheng Wanqing's heart beat faster. He suddenly clasped her neck with both hands and slowly approached her. Their noses touched and their breaths blended. She could smell the faint pine scent mixed with a hint of wine on him.

"My wish is..." his voice was as low as a whisper, "tonight will come every year."

At this moment, a cloud of smoke suddenly exploded across the other bank. First, a few silver lights shot up into the night sky, and then with a "bang" they burst open, transforming into thousands of bright stars. The colorful clouds of smoke bloomed one after another, lighting up the entire night sky, and also illuminating the endless love in Xie Yun's eyes. The light of the clouds of smoke reflected on the faces of the two people, flickering, as if in a dream.

Zheng Wanqing looked up at Yan Xi, then looked at the person in front of her, and responded softly: "Me too."

The light of the smoke, moonlight and river lanterns interweave together, outlining an extremely romantic picture of the two people. At this moment, it seems as if time has stopped, and only the two of them are left in the world.

On the way back, when passing Mingya Girls' High School, Xie Yun suddenly turned Zheng Wanqing into the Ginkgo Trail outside the school gate. The autumn wind blew, and golden ginkgo leaves fluttered down, forming a thick golden carpet on the ground, which rustled when stepped on.

A heart-shaped fallen leaf fell into Zheng Wanqing's hair. Xie Yun raised his hand, and his slender fingers passed through her hair, and he gently picked up the fallen leaf.

"Brother finally got it." Zheng Wanqing looked at the two familiar figures sitting opposite each other in the pavilion in the distance, feeling relieved. The pavilion was surrounded by red lanterns, which made the figures of Zheng Yuheng and Shen Xiaoxiao look hazy and beautiful. "It should have been done long ago. He had been avoiding Sister Xiaoxiao before, saying that he was a burden. It was really..."

Before she could finish her words, Xie Yun's kiss had already landed on her lips that had suddenly become silent...