On the familiar banks of the Sang River, tens of thousands of fireworks went off at once, turning the entire night into day.
The firelight reflected on the boy's smooth profile, and one could vaguely see the flickering firelight in his eyes, like a sprite in the night.
She glanced down at their intertwined hands, then subtly struggled, gently scratching the warm palm that enveloped hers, causing the other person to tighten their grip and hold her fingers firmly in place.
She looked up at the side and saw that the boy had been staring at her intently for some time now.
She suddenly felt a little flustered. Had her little actions just now been seen by everyone?
"What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly." The girl was very shy and pressed for an answer to what she hadn't heard clearly.
Just now, the boy's eyes reflected the fireworks in the sky; now, there is also a tiny girl in them.
The delicate face suddenly drew closer, magnified infinitely. She could even see her own eyes reflected in the other person's eyes. Her heart felt like it was about to jump out of her chest, and she tried her best to control herself from looking into the other person's eyes.
A soft voice whispered in my ear, "Because I like it."
Like a dream, like a wisp of intoxicating smoke, it enters through the ears and stimulates the entire brain.
A sudden vibration beside her hand startled her, and she sat up in bed.
She dreamed of the fireworks again that night; it was the most beautiful fireworks display she had ever seen.
Over the past few years, she has dreamed of the fireworks display on New Year's Eve many times. She remembers that it was New Year's Eve 1314, which only happens once every hundred years, and a person can only experience it once in their lifetime.
That night was so beautiful that I relived it countless times during the days we were apart.
Sometimes she wondered if she had actually heard the answer she kept asking that night, but the little girl was too shy to admit it and pretended not to hear it.
At 6:30 in the morning, my roommates' alarms rang one after another, and I could hear the rustling sound of shoes being put on downstairs.
She wiped her face, tidied the blankets, and got out of bed.
It's almost been a month since school started, and the National Day holiday is just around the corner. Everyone around me is already excited and discussing how to spend this long weekend.
She has already decided to participate in activities with the association.
The tourism association lived up to her expectations, organizing a large-scale event every semester to promote the trip throughout the school and gather students who wanted to travel together, with the association taking charge of all the arrangements.
This time, I also collaborated with the photography association. The photography association regularly takes its staff to various places for field trips, and sometimes I go out with them.
It was only 10 a.m. when the first two classes ended, and Su Xun and Wen Yanyan packed up their things.
"Su Xun, I have to go set up a stall in front of the library right away, so I'll be going now."
"Okay, sure."
Since Wen Yanyan joined the student union, her schedule has been packed every day, with training sessions and meetings all the time, making her feel like a spinning top.
Su Xun began to feel glad that she had chosen a club instead of the student council, since her novel was still being serialized and she had to spend one or two hours a day sitting at her desk brainstorming ideas.
She put the notebook in her bag and left the classroom.
It was peak time for students to leave get out of class, and the lobby was crowded with people waiting to go out. She followed the crowd and hurried out before the automatic doors closed.
As soon as I stepped outside, I felt a chill; a few raindrops fell on my forehead, making me feel cold.
The rain was light, and people around me grabbed their bags, put them over their heads, and rushed outside. Some people used umbrellas, but only a few did.
Zhou Qin accidentally saw the weather forecast on her phone yesterday, which reminded everyone in the dormitory to remember to bring an umbrella when they went out, thus saving her from getting her hair wet.
I took the umbrella out of my bag, opened it, and walked straight into the rain.
The plants in the garden in front of the teaching building, wet from the rain, seemed more vibrant than usual, trembling in the air.
Since it was still early, she decided to walk towards the flower bed.
Looking up, I saw a tall, slender figure standing alone by a pillar in the corridor in front of the teaching building across the street, staring blankly at the rain.
She recognized the familiar figure almost instantly and ran across the street with her umbrella in hand.
"Pei Ke." She stopped a step or two away from the steps and called out.
Pei Ke didn't have any classes this morning, but her counselor called her to the office to get some materials. When she came out, she found it was raining.
I left in a hurry, and then the rain started suddenly.
If he hadn't had important documents in his hands, he would have rushed back to his dorm. Just as he was planning to wait for the rain to stop before going back, he heard a figure running towards him from ahead, and a familiar, clear female voice calling his name. He was momentarily dazed.
He looked up and the first thing he saw was an apricot-colored umbrella that blocked two-thirds of his face; he could only see a section of his fair chin.
The umbrella was slowly pulled up, revealing his entire face, and he heard the girl in front of him call his name again.
"Pei Ke?"
She was already shorter than him, and there was a step between them, so from his angle, the girl only reached his chest.
"Oh, what brings you here?"
“I just saw…” Su Xun suddenly changed his tone, “I came to find you. I dreamt last night that you didn’t bring an umbrella, so I came to save you.”
"He's lying again." Why does this person always seem to lie to him these days?
"Alright, the rain isn't going to stop anytime soon, it's going to get worse. Let me take you home." With that, she pushed the umbrella forward a little, gesturing for him to get in.
Pei Ke hesitated for a moment. What was she doing now? She hadn't come to see her for four years, and now she was coming so frequently.
However, seeing that the rain was indeed showing signs of intensifying, he was unwilling to waste any more time here.
I took a step forward, lowered my head, and went under the umbrella. A faint fragrance wafted over; I wondered if it was the girl's shampoo.
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