Finally, it was night time.
The vendors around Wuzhen hung up red lanterns, and many girls in Hanfu were walking back and forth in this Jiangnan water town, giving people a hazy and dreamy feeling.
The silent river reflects the red candlelight and the figures of people coming and going. It has been silent for thousands of years, yet it has witnessed one beautiful scenery after another.
There were vendors near the river selling lanterns, fifty-one of them.
After learning the price, Jiang Li immediately put down the lantern in his hand.
Although it is understandable that the scenic spot is a bit expensive, the price is really too abstract.
Mo Jingchun's eyes narrowed. He didn't care about the money.
Mo Ling was holding a red lantern, which she felt was very suitable for the clothes she was wearing.
So Mo Jingchun simply bought four lanterns, and each of them carried one and went to the nearest river.
Jiang Li felt a little embarrassed. Mo Jingchun and Xu Fan always paid for their outings these days, which added a bit of psychological burden to her.
Mo Jingchun seemed to have guessed what Jiang Li was thinking. He was holding a lantern, and his handsome face was burned red by the flames, looking bright and shining.
"Don't think too much," Mo Jingchun took Jiang Li's hand, "Let's go release the lanterns first."
Jiang Li felt the warmth coming from her palm, and her heart was warm. She raised her head slightly and looked at Mo Jingchun, "Okay."
“Hurry up, hurry up!”
Mo Ling was still at the front of the crowd, and Xu Fan was walking slowly behind her, holding a lantern.
At this time, many lanterns with shimmering flames were floating on the river. They came in various shapes, but without exception, they floated on the river surface, turning into stars.
That’s right, the river surface at this time is like the night sky, and the lanterns are like stars.
Mo Ling lightly put down the lantern in her hand not far from the river. She clasped her hands together and muttered some strange words.
Xu Fan walked over quietly. He was not as dramatic as Mo Ling. Instead, he placed the lantern directly on the lake and walked away.
Well, he also took Mo Ling away.
Mo Jingchun and Jiang Li ignored this pair of bickering lovers. They walked down the stairs together and came to the river.
The river was calm. Jiang Li and Mo Jingchun looked at each other and put the lanterns down together.
The lanterns floated on the water, slowly drifting to the center of the river and gathering together with the surrounding lanterns.
The river rippled, and the lights on the lanterns merged into one, gradually becoming blurred in sight.
All this was like a dream. Jiang Li gently stroked his black collar, as if he was intoxicated in a beautiful dream of the misty rain of Jiangnan.
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