"It's finally my turn."
At the door of Lianyan, Jian Shuier looked at Lin An with a very bright smile.
Jian Shuier is very beautiful, with a smooth neck and a radiant face. She is undoubtedly beautiful.
Every time Lin An saw Jian Shuier, he couldn't believe that such a beautiful Jian Shuier would become his wife in the future.
It's the kind of thing where you wake up in the morning and look at the beautiful woman sleeping next to you, and always think you're in a dream.
Lin An has always been attracted by the beautiful Jian Shui'er, and in the process, he has continuously deepened his concept of "they will get married in the future", and he always has a special feeling for Jian Shui'er.
"Yeah." Lin An nodded slightly and walked side by side with her towards the cultural festival venue.
"Wait a moment." Jian Shui'er took a small step to his front, stretched out her green jade fingers to pull his lips, and forced them into an arc. "Lin An, have you forgotten our agreement again? You promised to put all the unhappy things aside when you are alone with me. This time you are going to the cultural festival with me, the super beautiful college princess. You should smile."
If Lin An's special feelings for Jian Shuier started with her appearance, then the reason why he changed his attitude of avoiding Jian Shuier and couldn't help but want to get close to her was because of Jian Shuier's pure character.
Lin An didn't want to worry about anything anymore, so he went to the cultural festival with Jian Shuier.
"Shuishui'er, what do you want to go shopping for?"
When they arrived at the cultural festival venue, even though it was 6 o'clock in the evening, there were still bustling crowds of people around. Lin An was afraid that Jian Shuier would get lost, and he wanted to hold her hand but he didn't dare. He could only stay next to Jian Shuier with a little anxiety.
"There are so many." Jian Shui'er looked at the dazzling array of stalls and said in an energetic voice, "Stall No. 3 is the Magical Girls Protection Association. There's a pink-haired magician dancing with a beard. I heard he dances very funny. The haunted house at stall No. 11 scared many girls to tears. I'm Jian Shui'er, I won't be scared to tears by some kid-friendly tricks. And there's the goldfish scooping at stall No. 21. Although it's a tradition at Japanese temple fairs, it's quite interesting to scoop goldfish with easily broken paper nets. And..."
Lin An looked at Jian Shui'er, who was chattering about many interesting stalls and was about to continue talking, and a very doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "There are too many interesting ones. We can't finish visiting them all in one day."
"Because it's really interesting." Jian Shuier smiled brightly and her eyes were shining.
"Then stroll all the way there!"
Lin An didn't want to think about it, and walked over to stall No. 1 with Jian Shuier.
Stall No. 1 was the Literary Society, selling a lot of literature-related food, such as ink-soaked steamed buns, Kong Yiji's fennel beans, Gaoyou salted duck eggs, osmanthus cake, locust flower rice...
"Sophora japonica rice is steamed rice mixed with sophora japonica flowers. If you want a savory version, top it with sesame oil, minced garlic, and aged vinegar. If you want a sweet version, sprinkle it with roasted sesame seeds and mix it with sophora japonica flower honey. It looks delicious."
There is a corresponding origin next to each food. Jian Shuier read the origin of Sophora japonica rice and pouted slightly.
Lin An had clear memories of ink buns, Kong Yiji's fennel beans, Gaoyou salted duck eggs, and osmanthus cakes, but he didn't seem to have learned how to make locust flower rice. However, Jian Shuier's face clearly showed that she wanted to eat it.
"Two bowls, please~" Lin An said to the salesperson.
"Wait a minute, one bowl is enough." Jian Shuier stopped him.
"A bowl?" Lin An was slightly stunned.
"What's wrong? Can't you have one bowl with me?" Jian Shuier's voice was a little strong.
"No, just one bowl."
Lin An paid readily and bought a bowl with only one spoon.
Jian Shui'er scooped a mouthful of flour-covered locust flowers with a spoon, chewed it, and handed him the bowl and spoon with a bit of disgust: "What a strange taste, it doesn't suit our taste."
Lin An took the bowl and spoon and took a bite. It tasted quite fragrant and had a wonderful texture, soft and glutinous with a slightly crispy chewiness. From his point of view, it was unpalatable and seemed to be not suitable for their taste.
"I don't want to waste it. Lin An, you have to help me finish it." Jian Shuier said naturally.
"No problem." Lin An was also very natural, as if eating the leftovers of Jian Shuier was a duty.
“This should be delicious.”
After the two of them walked around the literature club, they came to stall No. 2, which was the Horticulture Association. Jian Shuier was very interested in the fried maple leaves sold there.
Lin An bought three slices for 10 yuan. Jian Shuier took a bite and found them crispy and delicious, but she disliked them because they were fried and would make her fat, so she handed them over to Lin An to deal with again.
Lin An took it all and continued to stroll around the cultural festival stalls with Jian Shuier.
"Ding-ling-ling~"
When you are immersed in something, time always passes quickly. The alarm on your phone rings, and half an hour has passed.
A hint of sadness flashed across Jian Shui'er's eyes, but a very happy smile appeared on her face: "Today is indeed the happiest day of my life. It will be a great memory in my life, no matter what happens in the future."
"Shui Shui'er." Lin An looked at Jian Shui'er who had suppressed her inner emotions again. He felt guilty and painful. After hesitating for half a second, he finally burst out with the emotions that had been silent for a long time. He reached out to Jian Shui'er's soft back and hugged her tightly: "Ignore the half-hour rule and continue shopping."
Jian Shui'er's shoulders were trembling noticeably. She raised her hands and was about to hug Lin An back, but she didn't know what she was thinking. She quickly forced out a bright smile and said, "No, an agreement is an agreement. Even I can't break it so easily."
Lin An would be in a constant state of entanglement before he made up his mind, but once he made up his mind, he would never go back on his word. He hugged her tightly and said, "This is not your willfulness, it's mine."
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