After a walk, playing with racing cars, and enjoying some desserts.
It was already past seven-thirty.
The square was bustling at this time.
Little Bun was having a blast.
Lu Changchuan by his side was the picture of doting affection, as if he would gladly accompany Little Bun until dawn.
Before Ye Wan could think of an excuse to coax Little Bun to go back, she heard Lu Changchuan say, "Wanwan, you go back and read. Later, I'll take him home."
"Ye Xiaowan, I promise to be good!"
Little Bun, with shining eyes, raised his hand and swore.
Ye Wan nodded and, looking back every three steps, walked away.
Even when she was far away, Ye Wan could still hear Little Bun's happy laughter.
Turning around to look, Lu Changchuan stood quietly outside the inflatable castle, occasionally stroking Little Bun's head, wiping his sweat to cheer him on, or giving him a drink of water.
You could clearly hear the sound of your own heartbeat.
