Behind the Vast Gathering Pavilion was a large river. Many people went there to light the river lamps.
"I knew that there would be a lot of people today, so I booked a private room for you in advance. If you're tired from shopping, you can come back here to rest. It's also very good to watch the night scenery from above." As Xiao Ruoshui spoke, she was about to lead them upstairs when she remembered that Song Jingchen's legs were injured.
She paused. She wanted to ask them whether they would prefer a table in the hall instead.
Shen Yijia had already picked up Song Jingchen and his wheelchair.
Xiao Ruoshui was speechless.
After dinner at the restaurant, lanterns were hung outside.
Looking out of the window, the assortment of lanterns shone like a fire dragon illuminating day and night. The streets were even more crowded.
Sister Huan and the others could not sit still anymore and wanted to go down and play.
