The moment the fireworks rise into the sky, brilliant and dazzling light blooms in the entire dark night sky, leaving behind bright stars, and then dissipates silently, but soon a new round will take over.
The crowd was filled with shouts of joy and happiness. They didn't often see such excitement and scenery.
In such an atmosphere, even someone like Chen Yao, who is no stranger to the night scene of fireworks, felt a surge of emotion in his heart at this moment, as if he had become one with this era.
In my ears, I could hear the conversation of strangers, which was not very clear.
[It's really beautiful...]
I really hope to see it again next year.
[If there is one next year, will you still accompany me? ]
【certainly. 】
......
Qi Yunxiao was standing behind her, raising his head slightly to look up at the sky. His dark eyes reflected the sometimes bright and sometimes dark scenery. No one knew what he was thinking.
"Mo Chuan." Chen Yao called him.
Only then did he lower his head, and the light in his eyes returned to the person in front of him.
"Are the fireworks beautiful?" Chen Yao asked.
But the sound of the fireworks was too loud, the shouting of the crowd was too loud, and all the sounds of the surrounding environment were too noisy, so he only saw her red lips opening and closing, and did not hear clearly what she said.
Based on his instinctive subconscious reaction, he lowered his head and leaned closer to her. "What did you say? I didn't hear clearly just now."
"I say..." Chen Yao smiled, tiptoed close to his ear, and the warm and flowing breath lingered in his ear, "Are the fireworks tonight beautiful?"
At this moment, Qi Yunxiao had a feeling as if everything around him, the whole world, had quieted down. Only Chen Yao's gentle and pleasant voice and her warm breath lingered in his ears and penetrated into his heart.
Especially after she finished speaking, she looked at him with such a smile, as if he was the only one in her eyes, so pure, so focused.
Qi Yunxiao's heart was once again in turmoil in this night that was sometimes bright and sometimes dark.
"Hey, why aren't you talking?" Chen Yao said somewhat unhappily. She asked him enthusiastically, but he just remained silent.
At this moment, a gust of night wind blew past, ruffling a few strands of Chen Yao's hair a little.
Qi Yunxiao's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his hand almost instantly.
But soon... he put it down with restraint.
"You're done. I won't talk to you again tonight..."
Before Chen Yao could finish her words, she felt a tightness around her waist. Before she could react, Qi Yunxiao held her waist tightly and pulled her into his arms.
The cool and warm air enveloped her whole body. Her face felt hot and she muttered softly, "If you don't want to talk, then don't talk. Why are you hugging me so suddenly..."
And he held me so tightly.
At this moment, Chen Yao heard an unfamiliar apologetic voice coming from behind: "I'm sorry, it was the person in front who squeezed me just now. I didn't mean to suddenly bump back. Are you okay?"
Chen Yao: ...
Qi Yunxiao looked displeased and answered him on behalf of Chen Yao: "Don't bump back so suddenly next time."
The man quickly said, "Sorry, sorry, I will pay more attention next time."
After the sound behind her died down, Chen Yao pushed Qi Yunxiao, signaling him to let her go.
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