She had once thought she no longer belonged to Lingxi Suyan, but now it seemed she had never belonged to Chizhou either. Her only connection to Chizhou, Wangcheng, and the Central Plains was Xiao Zhun. If Xiao Zhun denied their connection, would she then have no connection to the land beneath her feet?
There was another commotion among the crowd by the river. Suddenly someone cheered, and then the cheers spread like ripples, creating waves on both sides of the river.
Xiao Nanhui looked up from the high platform and saw strings of light rising from the team of sacrificial officials, then floating towards the sky above the river, and in an instant burst into dazzling fireworks.
It turned out to be fireworks.
Xiao Nanhui widened his eyes.
She recalled the note that the ceremonial officer had sent her in the morning, but she could not remember that it mentioned that there would be fireworks in the sacrificial ceremony.
Tiancheng's fireworks were based on firecrackers, set atop sky lanterns. When the fuse burned out at a calculated time, they would burst into a burst of fireworks in mid-air. However, fireworks were typically set off during New Year's Eve celebrations; it was unheard of that they were also set off during sacrificial ceremonies.
Countless sky lanterns were sent into the air one after another, carried westward along the winding Yue River by the east wind, and illuminated the river surface with the flickering fireworks.
His eyes were illuminated by the flames in the darkness, his ears were filled with the noisy sounds of the crowd, and a brief smile appeared on Xiao Nanhui's face.
This was the happiest moment for her since returning to Chizhou from Bijiang.
Simple happiness without all the worries and calculations was the kind of happiness she once thought was easiest to obtain.
Why do you like fireworks?
When I was young, it was lively and bustling. The Xiao Mansion was sparsely populated and always seemed lonely and deserted during festivals. Fireworks and firecrackers could instantly dispel the silence that had lingered in the mansion for years.
Later, when she grew up a little, she began to understand the real reason why she liked fireworks.
Even the longest-blooming flowers eventually wither. Fireworks, on the other hand, are fleeting yet intense, so fleeting that one can't even see the moment of their fading. She hates parting, and only fireworks can free her from regrets.
If possible, she would not wish for eternal life or longevity. She only wishes to live her life to the fullest once in her life, like fireworks, so that she will have no regrets when she dies.
Not far away, the burning hot sparks slowly descended from the air and finally fell into the rushing Yue River, raising a misty green smoke.
People in the world cherish and love flowers and lament that their life is short-lived and cannot last forever, but as the water flows westward, has anyone ever mourned or remembered them?
Xiao Nanhui raised the half-jar of wine in his hand and gently poured it on the glazed tiles under his feet.
Whether it is fireworks or flowing water, they are things that cannot be retained after all.
She suddenly understood what she had heard in Mei's house that day. The feeling of farewell in her heart suddenly faded, and the feeling of relief lasted.
Tonight, let the fireworks bid farewell to the passing water and mourn what she has lost in her heart.
No matter where the relationship between Xiao Zhun and her will go, Xiao Nanhui already knows in her heart: from now on, she will have to be alone.
Or maybe she has always been alone.
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