Walking out of the inner field and coming to the relatively empty passage connection, the night wind blew in with the coolness of late autumn.
Duan Shuce paused, raised his hand, and reached above his head with a clear target - the little yellow duck that "shone brightly" at the concert.
"Hey!" Ning Xiwan was quick-witted and grabbed his wrist.
"What are you doing, Duan Shuce? We agreed not to take it off until the concert is over! It just ended, so technically it's not over yet! It counts only after we get out!"
She argued convincingly.
Duan Shuce's wrist was wrapped in her warm palm, and his movements froze. He looked down at Ning Xiwan's self-righteous face, his brows knitted, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to refute some "speculated arguments."
But seeing the persistence and cunning in her sparkling eyes, he finally let out a short hum from his nose, full of helplessness and indulgence: "...Humph."
He let go of his hand, letting the little yellow duck continue to show off above his head, and continued walking forward resignedly.
Ning Xiwan raised her chin triumphantly, like a victorious general. She let go of Duan Shuce's wrist and naturally tried to hold his arm.
At this moment, Ye Qingliu's voice sounded beside him, calm and without any waves, but with a subtle reminder: "Sister Wan, watch the road."
Ning Xiwan subconsciously lowered her head following his gaze, and saw a small amount of drink spilled on the smooth ground by someone, reflecting a wet light under the light.
If she had taken another step forward, she would have stepped on it.
"Oh!" Ning Xiwan quickly retracted her foot and patted her chest, "Thank you, son! You have such a good eye!" She praised him generously.
Ye Qingliu didn't say anything, but just slightly turned sideways, unnoticeably blocking a burly fan who was squeezing over and excitedly talking on the phone.
Hua Jinyue also noticed the little incident here and immediately came over to hold Ning Xiwan's other arm: "Sister Wanwan, be careful! Jinyue will support you!"
Duan Shuce silently took half a step forward, using his body to block possible collisions from the crowd on the other side.
The four of them, in a somewhat crowded yet incredibly natural manner, moved slowly through the crowd of people leaving the venue. Ning Xiwan was protected by Ye Qingliu and Hua Jinyue on either side, while Duan Shuce, like a silent pioneer, blocked the flow of people in front.
Three hairpins of different shapes - strawberry, yellow duck and rabbit - stubbornly showed up in the crowd, becoming a small but warm landscape on the bustling exit road.
Finally squeezed out of the gymnasium, the cool night breeze outside blew in my face, bringing with it a breath of freedom.
Huge neon signs flickered in the night, the square was still crowded with people, and the lights of taxis and private cars formed a flowing galaxy.
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