The wooden sign is heart-shaped.
You can use the pen next to it to write on it.
Perhaps true love is hard to find these days, as quite a few young people come to the Temple of the Matchmaker to pray for marriage.
The two looked around for a while before finding a table with relatively few people.
Before they wrote down their wishes, the people around them glanced at them.
She glanced at Lu Yibei, then at Ji Qingqian, still wanting more.
Then, holding the written wish plaque, he patted his companion on the shoulder and whispered:
"Brother, this one's in the bag."
Companion: "Oh? How about it?"
"Look at that couple over there, such a good-looking couple come here to draw lots, which means this place is very accurate."
His companion glanced at him, then pondered.
He, who originally had no interest in such activities that were based on belief, suddenly said, "Give me the extra money and I'll get one too."
"Okay, okay."
"You'll marry Yui Aragaki, and I'll marry Masami Nagasawa."
"Okay, okay."
"Wait, didn't Gakki get married?"
"Isn't that better?"
above.
"Abei."
Ji Qingqian ignored the gossip and spoke to the boy beside her.
"Um?"
Lu Yibei, who was about to write, looked up, her thick, dark eyelashes fluttering slightly: "What's wrong?"
"Let's play a game."
"you say."
“We write our wishes on wooden plaques and then check if they match.”
This game format made Lu Yibei laugh:
"Do you want to be Gongjin or Kongming?"
You each wrote the character "fire" on your palm, right?
"Hmm... okay." After thinking for a moment, Lu Yibei agreed.
The two faced opposite sides and began writing without either of them cheating.
The wishes they wrote down all seemed very short.
It was finished in no time.
Lu Yibei was the first to reveal her love number.
"World Peace".
Ji Qingqian chuckled softly, then her brows furrowed, as if she were somewhat displeased.
I originally thought you would write down your wishes related to me.
The expression on Qingqian's face spoke volumes.
"Then it's not a wish, it's something I have to accomplish."
Lu Yibei whispered in her ear as he explained.
As he spoke, Ji Qingqian's earlobe felt a little ticklish from his breath, giving her a sweet, tingling sensation: "I want to be with Qingqian forever, but that's something we can achieve with a little effort, isn't it? 'World peace' is something we can achieve with just our efforts, so I call it a 'wish'."
Ji Qingqian's downward-pointing lips gradually turned into a straight line.
"Hmph, always talking a good game."
"What did you write, heroine?" Lu Yibei asked.
Ji Qingqian's little peach blossom, which had been arranged in a straight line, suddenly tilted upwards triumphantly.
…
"alright."
Lu Yibei tiptoed and found a relatively high spot on the wall to hang the two wish plaques together.
Two wooden plaques, placed side by side, were swayed by the red ropes in the breeze.
"World Peace".
"World Peace".
The handwriting was brand new, the ink still wet.
Ji Qingqian tilted her head and looked for a while, somewhat dissatisfied:
"My handwriting isn't as good as yours."
"Not only that, my partner is even better looking than yours."
Lu Yibei smiled, his eyes also fixed on the two wooden plaques.
"...You actually wrote 'world peace' too..." Lu Yibei seemed to sigh.
“Young Master is righteous, and I should naturally have the same mindset in order to be worthy of you.”
Ji Qingqian's calm voice carried a hint of playful laughter.
In the past, when I asked someone what their birthday wish was, the answer was always world peace.
The same applies to New Year's wishes.
That's why she wrote it tentatively.
Rather than a test of their tacit understanding, it was more like she was trying to guess what Ah Bei was thinking.
A great success.
Ji Qingqian clenched her fist slightly. As expected of her!
“But you looked unhappy just now,” Lu Yibei said.
"I can perform anytime, anywhere, young master, you'd better be careful in the future," Ji Qing said casually.
"This heroine is truly multi-talented..."
Lu Yibei turned around with amusement.
Then Ji Qingqian leaped onto his back.
The heavy weight made Lu Yibei bend over.
"Is it heavy?" Ji Qingqian asked softly.
“The perfect weight,” Lu Yibei said.
"Are you tired?" Ji Qingqian asked softly again.
"I was quite tired just now, but I feel okay now," Lu Yibei said.
Lady Ji smiled faintly: "Abei, I want you to carry me on your back~"
"good."
Lu Yibei found it both funny and helpless: "Look at me, I don't look like a young master at all. I have the body of a young master but the life of a waiter."
I really only memorized one section.
Ji Qingqian was wearing a dress, so Lu Yibei couldn't carry her on his back in the normal way.
She knew it too.
But, for no apparent reason, I just want to act a little coquettish.
Lu Yibei knew this as well.
He just loves a girl's unexpected little act of coquetry.
…
"President—"
Xia Li wanted to call out to Li Si.
She saw a huge bamboo plaque with the words "Wuzhen" printed on it.
The logo is like a cultural symbol, and many people are lining up to take photos with it.
Xia Li wasn't interested in taking photos with others.
But I think this plaque is quite interesting.
He wanted to call Li Si over to take a look, but when he turned around...
The sea of people is vast.
Li Si was not behind him.
Xia Li tiptoed and searched around for a while, but still couldn't find any trace of the fox.
I was just talking to her a moment ago.
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