Chapter 23: Heart-to-Heart Festival

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, she fixed her hair and tidied up the edges of her snow-white skirt.

"Mom, I'm going shopping with Han Wenwen! Please tell grandma when you get up!"

Aunt He was making breakfast in the kitchen: "Qingqing? You don't want to eat breakfast?"

"Wenwen and I will buy some food! Goodbye, Mom!"

Little He Qing has grown into a graceful and beautiful girl, and is gradually becoming a beauty.

Compared to the pure and cute look a few years ago, the word "beautiful" now finally appears on her face.

Of course, compared to her best friend Han Wenwen, she thinks she is not as pretty as her, because since the day He Qing met her, Han Wenwen found that she was looking more and more like a vixen.

But there is no cuteness on Han Wenwen's face. Instead, there is a touch of...indescribable temperament. The two of them have different characteristics.

Xiao He Qing walked to the intersection and waited. After a while, Han Wenwen, wearing a slim pink dress and long hair, came out carefully from behind.

He covered Xiao Heqing's eyes from behind and kissed her on the cheek: "Guess who I am?"

Little He Qing was so embarrassed that she froze and exclaimed, "Wenwen, why are you teasing me like this again?"

"You guessed it right!" Han Wenwen smiled while covering her mouth. She tilted her head and blinked her fox eyes, looking very charming. "What's wrong with girls kissing each other? If you don't kiss me now, I won't be able to kiss you in the future."

Little He Qing wiped her face helplessly and looked at her.

"What do you mean we can't kiss each other anymore? Didn't you say you would go to the same junior high school as me?"

Han Wenwen took He Qing's arm and said, "Yes, I want to go with you, but that's not what I meant. What I meant is that when you go to school with your childhood sweetheart, what role will I have?"

Little He Qing blushed and couldn't answer: "What nonsense are you talking about."

Han Wenwen asked: "Have you spoken to him on the phone recently?"

"No, nothing has happened recently, but I can call him after the Lianxin Festival today."

The two girlfriends walked towards the market: "You are really diligent with him. You tell him everything. I am curious about how handsome he must be to make you so addicted?"

Little He Qing muttered, "It's okay, he was quite handsome when he was a kid, but I don't know what he looks like now."

"Huh? Don't you two talk on the phone from time to time? Have you never video chatted?"

“Ah, it has never been opened.”

"I really admire you. You are so timid." Han Wenwen was stunned.

Since the two girls met on a rainy day at school two years ago, Han Wenwen, in order to repay He Qing's kindness, has always asked He Qing to clean the classroom.

Han Wenwen would always stay with little He Qing, and even if someone said something bad about He Qing, Han Wenwen would help to fight back.

Anyway, Xiao He Qing's fighting power is off the charts, so Han Wenwen is not afraid that she will get angry.

Little He Qing is a person who is grateful for a little help. No matter what Han Wenwen's purpose is in being nice to her, being nice to her is being nice to her, so she will naturally be nice to her as well.

So the two of them gradually spent every day together, and two years later they had become best friends who could talk about anything and knew a lot about each other.

It’s extremely lively at the Lianxin Festival.

The two best friends were holding hands or arm in arm as they wandered around the various stalls, looking very happy.

When they came across a stall selling love letters, Xiao Heqing suddenly thought: "Wenwen, is there any boy who confessed his love to you this month?"

Han Wenwen bent down to check the envelopes, her hands on her knees. They all looked familiar. "Yes, it might be because of the Lianxin Festival this week. I found three in my schoolbag yesterday."

"Ah? Three? Have you read them all?"

Han Wenwen shook her head: "No, I don't bother to read how much they say they like me, and I'm not interested in them." She turned around and asked curiously: "Why, your good brother has never written you a love letter?"

He Qing shyly replied: "What? Actually, he and I haven't reached that stage yet. I don't even think he knows that I like him."

Han Wenwen was speechless and rolled her eyes at her best friend: "Do you think boys are stupid? Although they are a little silly, I don't think your good brother is a fool."

"Well, he is indeed very smart and good at everything."

The two of them strolled for half a day, from the bottom of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. The place called the Heart Tree was halfway up the mountain, and it was also the most lively place for this Lianxin Festival.

What was interesting was that when the two best friends were halfway through their stroll, suddenly a few boys rushed out from the street holding flowers, as if they had been waiting there for a long time.

The boy in the middle is holding flowers and confessing his love to Han Wenwen. He looks like a student from another school.

Little He Qing let out a long sigh. Even she was used to it, let alone Han Wenwen.

As expected, Han Wenwen rejected him playfully and directly: "Sorry, I don't like you, but you look handsome, maybe other girls will like you."

After she finished speaking, she took out a hairpin from her pocket and said with a smile: "Here, this is something I wore before. I'm giving it to you as a souvenir. We're going to continue shopping. Bye."

Han Wenwen is like this. Even if she refuses, she will still praise the other person. Maybe this is why those boys still like her after being rejected.

Finally we arrived in front of the Wish Tree. This tall and majestic ancient tree was hung with red wish ropes. When the breeze blew, the red ropes fluttered, which was extremely stunning.

This was the first time that He Qing saw this tree. She opened her eyes wide and said, "It's simply the embodiment of romance. I heard that a couple got separated by this tree thousands of years ago. As a result, they tied a red string around the tree and found each other."

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"Is there such a story? Did you bring your own red string today?"

Xiao Heqing nodded and took out a red string with a red cloth strip from her pocket: "I brought it, what about you?"

Han Wenwen shook the rope in her hand: "Of course I brought it too, then let's find a place to write our wishes. I heard that the success rate is higher if we write them on the spot."

The two best friends came to an empty place and squatted down to write on it.

Xiao Heqing wrote down carefully: "I hope I can meet him soon and be together forever."

After finishing writing, I saw Han Wenwen biting the pen cap in a daze: "Wenwen, you haven't finished writing yet?"

"I'm thinking about what to write. I haven't really thought about what kind of boy I like."

Xiao He Qing laughed, thinking that all kinds of boys have confessed to you, but you didn't choose any of them: "Actually, I'm also very curious."

"Oh, got it!" Han Wenwen took a pen and wrote on the red string: "I want my future man to know what I want."

Little He Qing didn't understand: "What does this mean?"

"That is, I hope my future boyfriend is someone who can resonate with my soul."

After saying that, little He Qing suddenly laughed, and Han Wenwen also laughed, and the two of them leaned against each other and joked.

Little He Qing covered her mouth and laughed, "It feels so artistic."

Tie two red ropes on the tree of your wishes, and the two red ropes will be connected to the tree together.

If you write the red string and don't have a crush on someone, you can get a card next to it, which will show the last name of your future boyfriend.

Han Wenwen picked up a piece at random. There was a word "Lin" written on the sign.

Little He Qing was surprised when she saw it: "Lin?"

Han Wenwen asked: "What's wrong? Your good brother's last name is Lin, right?"

"Yes, his last name is Lin."

Han Wenwen took her best friend's arm and held up the card high. "It seems that we are really good friends. Even our future boyfriends have the same last name! Don't you think he's your best brother's younger brother or something like that?"

The two besties continued to stroll around the Lian Xin Festival holding hands while joking around.

The two red ropes on the tree were tangled together by the wind, as if they were tied into a knot.

(End of this chapter)