"What are you looking at?"
Seeing her looking back frequently, He Sui pulled her hand.
"Ah? Nothing, nothing."
Cong Nian shook his head, took out his phone and sent a message to Yu Xinghe:
We bought tickets from scalpers and came in first.
Yu Xinghe responded with an "OK" gesture and showed off a bit:
[I feel like this is how I should dress when I go out to play in the future. Even though they look at me like I'm seeing ice in a deep well, I have to say...]
No fewer than thirty people have already offered to let me queue first.
Wow, disguise has this benefit!
"Hold him off first. More and more people are making way for me. I guess we'll be able to check in soon."
Cong Nian, who was entrusted with a mission, looked up and saw if there was anything around that could hold He Sui back.
His eyes stopped on a small cart nearby.
There were several children surrounding it, and there were several colorful cloud shapes standing on the cart.
The old lady selling it was wearing an apron and had a kind smile on her face that made people feel soft-hearted.
As a typical foodie, Cong Nian's DNA was moving violently.
"Do you want to eat?"
He raised his head and looked at He Sui beside him with sparkling eyes.
I’m just short of having “that looks delicious” etched in my eyes.
He Sui curled his lips and said "I want to" in front of her expectant gaze.
Actually, he doesn't like sweets. When he was a child, he would have toothache if he ate too much candy, so he rarely ate it later.
But seeing that she wanted to eat so much, he decided to accompany her.
It was exactly ten o'clock, the bell rang, and the Mid-Autumn Festival tour began.
Cheerful music started playing, drawing everyone's attention.
At the end of the road, several floats were slowly approaching, with many cartoon characters standing on them, waving at everyone.
Cong Nian held the white cloud and pulled He Sui to the side of the road, occupying the best viewing position in the front row.
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