On the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Yin Xiaxia and the others made an appointment with Jibai to go to the People's Park for a lantern festival.

The park follows the artificial river, with lights and colorful decorations, vendors set up stalls to sell jewelry and barbecue here, forming a night market street, where many young people like to come here for late supper.

Someone put a praying lantern in the river, allowing the lantern boat to float downstream with the water. Beautiful small lantern boats almost illuminate the entire river, and the river flows through the park again, and from a distance, the lights flash, as if they are in a dream.

Yin Xiaxia took Jibai to join in the river to join in the fun. She bargained with the old lady who sold lanterns and bought the lotus lantern sewn with a thin cloth for 15 yuan.

"The Lantern Festival is also called the Lantern Festival. To be precise, it is our Chinese Valentine's Day." Yin Xiaxia held a marker and turned to Jibai and said, "Write the name of the person you like on the lantern, and the lantern will float along the river to his hands."

Jibai smiled and said, "I think that with a 99% chance, your 's name will float into the sewer along the water flow."

Yin Xiaxia hit her hard: "Can you stop being so disgusted by the scenery, without any mood."

Jibai put his head on her shoulder and looked at the lotus lantern in her hand curiously: "Whose name did you write?"

Yin Xiaxia showed her generously: "Here, my husband."

She wrote about the name of a newly debuted male star.

"Although ninety-nine percent will really float into the sewer."

Jibai squatted down, looked at the lotus lantern floating in the river, and said softly: "Isn't there a one-percent chance that it will float into the hands of his ?"

"Forget it, I don't believe this one percent."

Jibai put his lotus lantern into the water, and tenderness arose between his eyebrows and eyes: "I believe."

One percent, one thousandth, one billionth of chance...she believed it because she was reborn with the slim number of stars in the Milky Way.

She believes in all the miracles in this world.

"Hey, Xiaobai, whose name are you writing?"

Jibai showed her, she only wrote four words, peace and safety.

"You're too old-fashioned."

"Is it not good to be safe?"

"Not really, but you can at least add a name, such as Xie Sui or something."

Yin Xiaxia mentioned Xie Sui casually, but Jibai's little heart hit her inexplicably.

"Why do you want to talk about him?"

"He is the crush of girls in the school, and no girl can talk to him for more than three words without blushing." Yin Xiaxia looked at Jibai and smiled sly: "He likes to provoke you very much, it looks like that damn love."

Jibai rubbed Yin Xiaxia's head: "You girl, at such a young age, why are you thinking about these loves and loves? Can you decorate something else?"

"Pretending something else, what?"

"Queen Xiong, Wusan Simulation Volume?"

"Jibai, you are poisonous!"

Jibai smiled and said nothing more.

The scene of the unruly boy standing in the snow waiting for her appeared in her mind.

The snow was flying all over the sky, but there was a warmth in her heart.

Jibai added a stroke on the small paper boat and wrote the words "Xie Sui" carefully.

In the last life, Xie Sui saved her and was really nice to her.

Jibai saw that he was always alone, withdrawn and cold, so he decided to be his companion for the rest of his life.

Not only out of repayment, but also because she felt pity for him.

This man cannot marry a wife in the future, let alone have a baby. Jibai wants to be with him, even if he does nothing, it is enough to be with him.

After she expressed her feelings and agreed to get along like a couple, Xie Suicai began to act further intimate with her. Jibai also accepted all his intimacy.

Xie Sui liked her, Jibai knew.

From his restrained and enduring touch, Jibai could feel his obsession with her body.

Jibai underestimated Xie Sui's feelings.

After her death, her soul did not leave immediately, but drifted in the world for a while, witnessing Xie Sui's crazy actions later. She felt his suffocating and ultimate love from his tight eyes that were crying but not crying.

He didn't like her, he loved her deeply.

...

Xie Sui was in a bad mood these days. Several brothers took advantage of the Lantern Festival of the first lunar month to pull him out, stroll around the night market, and relax.

Under the arch bridge, Jiang Zhongning and Cong Yuzhou bought a few lotus lanterns, held markers, and wrote words such as "money and fortune" on the lotus lanterns in a crooked manner.

Xie Sui sat on the ladder by the river, with his elbows and knees, looked at the two of them with contempt, commenting on—

"Volent."

Jiang Zhongning smiled and handed the marker to Xie Sui: "Brother Sui is good, come and write one."

Xie Sui took the pen, picked up the lotus lantern beside him, and carefully wrote a word: "White."

Jiang Zhongning smiled "Ouch, oh": "I'm a boy who has nowhere to rest."

Xie Sui kicked him, stood up straight, carefully put the lantern into the river, and watched the small lotus lantern fluttering away along the water.

At this moment, a crisp female voice sounded behind her: "Xie Sui?"

Suddenly hearing this sound, Xie Sui's heart slammed. He turned around and saw Fang Yuebai's fair face.

The light in Xie Sui's eyes suddenly faded away again.

Fang Yuebai's voice is really similar to her.

Not only his voice, but also his appearance, but his temperament is completely different between his eyebrows.

The silent eyes were much clearer than hers.

Xie Sui turned his eyes and ignored her.

Cong Yuzhou and Jiang Zhongning saw Fang Yuebai and other girls greeting them enthusiastically. Fang Yuebai naturally walked to Xie Sui's side.

"Hey, are you putting river lanterns?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhongning said: "I heard that I can make a wish, so I'll try it."

"You guys are so romantic."

"What a romantic thing? Brother Sui is the true love saint, and he also wrote the name of his lover on the lantern."

Fang Yuebai was slightly stunned and looked at the boy who was sitting on the stairs without expression.

Does he have a ?

The girl next to Fang Yuebai asked Jiang Zhongning gossip: "Whose name is written by Brother Sui? Can you reveal it?"

Seeing Xie Sui calmly, Jiang Zhongning said, "Who else can be there? Isn't it..."

Before he finished speaking, Cong Yuzhou suddenly kicked him: "Brother Sui just wrote the word 'white' casually. Do you know who it is?"

"Who else can it be?"

"Then tell me, if there is white in the name, who else can there be?"

Jiang Zhongning looked at Fang Yuebai in front of him, opened his mouth slightly, as if he suddenly became enlightened, and immediately said, "There are some white names in the name, and there are so many that I can't guess, hahaha."

The best friend secretly pulled Fang Yuebai's sleeve and gave her a wink. Fang Yuebai looked away embarrassedly, and a crimson ripped on her cheeks.

Cong Yuzhou knew that Fang Yuebai had always had ideas about Xie Sui, and always had all kinds of inexplicable encounters, but he did not confess and did not give Xie Sui the chance to directly reject her.

In fact, this approach is quite smart, but it is also annoying to always show off your presence. Cong Yuzhou simply gave her a strong medicine to make her give up.

Fang Yuebai's best friend asked Cong Yuzhou: "How do you play tonight?"

"I'll go back to the night market, have some midnight snacks."

"I'm back now, I thought you were going to sing and drink."

"I won't go, school will start tomorrow, go to bed early and get up early."

The girl laughed: "Aren't you often late? Why are you afraid of starting school?"

Her jokes made Xie Sui suddenly feel irritated, as if in the minds of these girls, they should be that kind of person, late, smoking, fighting...

Does she think so?

Xie Sui threw away the stone in his hand and rushed to Cong Yuzhou and said, "I'll make an appointment with a boxing game tonight."

"No, school will start tomorrow. Are you sure you want to go to box?"

"If you ask you to make an appointment, you are too lazy to make money?"

"Yes, okay." Cong Yuzhou took out his cell phone, called the manager of the underground boxing room, and made an appointment.

Several boys packed up and were about to leave. Fang Yuebai was struggling for a long time, but he still shouted at Xie Sui: "You...you should be careful and don't be hurt."

The familiar soft voice spread ripples in his heart, and his hands couldn't help but clench.

After Xie Sui and the boys left, Fang Yuebai saw that there was a white object falling from where he was standing just now.
To be continued...