The clear and cold night and the lively sky formed a sharp contrast.
Qin Anlan brought ye Muyun to watch from a distance. They watched the lively scene in the sky.
"it's so beautiful." "Mom will definitely like it too," ye Muyun said in a low voice.
Qin Anlan reached out and picked his son up so that he could have a higher view.
"Yes, your mother likes it too," he muttered after a long time.
However, they were separated after only a year or two. No matter how much she liked it, they could not stand together and admire the fireworks.
more than ten fireworks were set off in turns, and the sky bloomed beautifully again and again. however, after they were all set off, all that was left was loneliness.
Qin Anlan stood there for a long time before he lowered his head and looked at his son. let's go back to sleep, okay? "
it was rare that ye muyun didn't listen to him. " i want to call mom. "
