"That's it." Lynch held a few fairy sticks with a look of depression.

"Isn't this good?" Meng Hui held the fireworks and looked at the crowd passing by, "Look, many people are holding it in their hands."

"It's all children, and the little girls take it." Lynch said helplessly.

"I have a lighter in my pocket," Meng Hui arched and turned sideways, "You light it up and play."

"What's so fun about this?" Lynch reluctantly took the lighter the boss had just given from Meng Hui's pocket, and pointed it at the fairy sticks in his hand. Just as he was about to click, he heard Meng Hui say: "Leave the eyes."

Stay away, be careful to splash.”

"Oh." Lynch obediently took the fairy stick away and lit one of them. The fairy stick's heads gathered together, and the few of them were lit up. It looked good, and the hand

As if a little star was holding on, Lynch's face couldn't help but smile.

Meng Hui turned his head and looked at it, his smile was raised at the corner of his mouth and never came down. What he wanted to do in the future was like now, watching Lynch smile.

"You wave it twice," Meng Hui said, "quickly, it's almost gone."

"Is it young or not?" Lynch said, but his hands followed Meng Hui's words and drew circles in the air. The light was round by circle, and the fleeting beauty left the deepest impression in his heart.

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Several fairy sticks were burned out, and Lynch was still reluctant to let go and admitted, "It's still quite fun."

"It's fun, I'll buy it tomorrow," Meng Hui bumped into the fireworks in his hand, "There's also this. We'll put it downstairs and order it, and then go to the balcony upstairs to see it."

"Okay." Lynch raised his head happily, and his smile suddenly frozen on the corner of his mouth.

Not far away, thick smoke was drifting along the cold wind, and faint screams came, and the fairy stick burned in Lynch's hand fell off.
Chapter completed!