"Fangran, let's go then."

"Um...."

Turning around, the hem of her skirt swayed, and the angelic girl smiled happily and dazzlingly. Watching her running forward briskly, the moment she agreed,

When the lanterns are first lit, the night's mist fills your eyes,

Among the crowd surrounding the lion dance, Meng Lang smiled helplessly.

This scene suddenly made my mind wander.

An inexplicable breeze blew my hair, and I stood in a busy street with people coming and going. The architectural scenery in Linfu District has a traditional and ancient charm, and the smell of fireworks from Zhuzhu lanterns covered the night.

Lion dance, shouting, night, crowd laughter, something unexpected in the ordinary prosperity,

There is a feeling that reminds people of the "red dust".

When Fangran looked at this momentary scene, he recalled the memory of when he and Xiaoran went to the busy night market with their parents when they were children, and he really felt like 'I'm back'.

Returning to the time when I was still a child, all my wishes started again.

His eyes were warmed by the bright lights, and Fangran couldn't help but smile wider and wider. Looking at the figures in his field of vision, he felt happy.

His heart was still moved, but compared with that heartbeat, he found the desire to realize,

He now wants to watch this scene carefully.

"Fangran!" "Junior!" "Captain!" "Brother, it's started, it's crazy!"

"Come on, come on!"

after all...

This was in the ruins of the City of London in that simulated scene. When everything was over, he answered what his companion said while lying on the rubble to rest...
Chapter completed!