"Why did you buy fireworks?"
"No fireworks during the Chinese New Year?"
Xiang Nuan was startled, and suddenly remembered that she seemed to have said this.
She likes fireworks very much. When she was a child, her family was poor and it was impossible to buy fireworks, which are fleeting and impractical.
So when she grew up and could make her own decisions about buying fireworks, she would buy a bunch of them every New Year.
When the New Year arrives, light the fireworks and let them bloom like everyone else's fireworks.
"Ah! Yes, I almost forgot!"
Shen Yan paid for it and loaded the two boxes of fireworks into the car.
"boarding."
The heating in the car was turned on fully, and Xiang Nuan exhaled a comfortable breath as soon as he got in the car.
She turned on her phone and looked at the time. It was now eleven twenty.
Snow had begun to fall outside the car window. Xiang Nuan lay on the car window and turned around happily: "It's snowing!"
He chuckled: "There's nothing strange about snow in Beijing."
He drove up the hill and parked with his headlights on.
Xiang Nuan looked at the time again, eleven fifty.
Bring down the fireworks during the feast.
"Just leave it here."
He was about to light the fire, but Xiang Nuan stopped him: "No, it's not the New Year yet, there are still seven minutes left!"
"You have a good sense of time now."
"Let's wait. We have to release it during the New Year, otherwise the wish will not work."
Shen Yanshi looked at the snowflakes on her hair: "Then go to the car and wait."
"No, it has to be released at twelve o'clock. There are still three minutes left. I might not be able to get out of the car in time."
Shen Yanshi: "..."
Where did she get all this shit?
The hillside was high, but the wind and snow were also strong. She put her cold hands into her pockets and wished she could bury her whole face in her scarf.
Shen Yan first pulled up the hood of her down jacket and covered her head.
She took out her phone again and looked at the time, eleven fifty-nine.
Her eyes were bright: "There's still half a minute."
She stared at the phone and counted the seconds: "Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, west, three, two, one, quick, ignite it!"
Fireworks were lit during the feast.
Just two sounds of "bang, bang" were heard, and the fireworks suddenly bloomed in the dark night sky.
At the same time, fireworks were also launched into the sky in the distance, making a roaring sound.
When Chen Yanshi looked back at her, she had already begun to make a pious wish to the fireworks with her hands clasped together.
He chuckled.
Xiang Nuan opened his eyes and asked him happily: "Have you made a wish?"
"Um."
"You definitely didn't allow it."
"What wish did you make?"
"It won't work if you say it."
She looked up at the gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky and smiled with satisfaction.
He looked at her red face and suddenly called her: "Xiang Nuan."
"Um?"
She looked back at him with bright stars in her eyes.
"Happy New Year."
Xiang Nuan was startled.
Their fireworks had finished setting off, but the fireworks in the distance were still coming out endlessly. From their position, they had a good view and could almost take in all the fireworks in the entire sky.
Xiang Nuan was reluctant to leave.
"Let's go. If we stay any longer, we'll freeze to death."
He pulled her into the car and drove down the mountain.
It still took half an hour to get her back to the hotel after going down the mountain. Maybe because the heater in the car was turned on enough, she fell asleep as soon as she got in the car.
When she was at the door of the hotel, Shen Yan called her: "We're here."
She didn't respond.
"Xiang Nuan?"
She still didn't respond.
He saw that her face seemed to be getting redder, and he reached out to touch her forehead, which was very hot.
His expression changed and he had a fever.
He got out of the car, took her out of the passenger seat, took her into the hotel, opened a suite, and asked the front desk for fever-reducing medicine.
He entered the room, put her on the bed, fed her medicine, and wiped her face with a wet towel.
He was very strong: "You are the only one who can resist the cold. If you don't succeed, I will freeze to death on the mountain next time."
Her face was as red as a peach and hot, and she was mumbling something.
"Say what?" he asked her.
She was vague: "During the feast."
His eyes flashed slightly and he came closer: "Huh?"
