[Happy birthday to the No. 1 player Su Mingan—I wish you good luck in martial arts! ]
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This light screen is extremely conspicuous. It lights up since nightfall. Its height is high enough for everyone who goes out for a night walk to see it.
At this time, most of the interested tourists gathered in this specially designed activity area, and this light board was enough for them to see.
When climbing up the Pearl Tower, Su Mingan had not expected that the players who liked him could give him such a surprise.
Even though he still needed to wear a mask and come to see them secretly, he did receive their kindness.
Standing on the observation deck on the highest floor, feeling the night breeze mixed with light snow, he looked out at the land filled with tourists.
The fog that was spreading across the mountains was gradually disappearing, and the lights of the lanterns were like diamonds dotted on black velvet, sparkling in the silent night.
In the streets below, people walked by like ants. The plays on the stages kept changing. Their performances swayed one after another, and the music played over and over again.
At this moment, what Su Mingan saw was a colorful picture composed of people.
Next to him, leaning against the railing with him, not speaking, were three quiet people.
After a day of intense play, when they arrived at the last attraction, they seemed to fall into a strange silence.
It seems that just standing here quietly, not going anywhere and not talking, is already very beautiful.
The sound of cameras clicking kept ringing behind them, and others were taking photos of each other. Here, the happiness and joy between people seemed to be able to communicate without any obstacles.
The breeze blew up the red strings behind their heads, causing the masks to tilt slightly, revealing a corner of their youthful faces. They raised their hands in unison and straightened the masks.
After noticing their overly synchronized movements, someone finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
His laughter broke the frozen silence, like a stone falling into a calm lake.
"Su Ming'an." Noel's laughter was loud and came out without any obstruction through the muffled mask. He adjusted the small golden braids behind his head, and the smile in his tone was warm: "Are you happy today?"
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