"Are you coming or not?" Guo Yuyun asked.
"Where are you going?" Ye Chen curiously asked.
"To drink flower wine."
"I can't believe you're taking me to drink flower wine. I wouldn't believe it if you killed me." Ye Chen, with his arms folded, followed.
"I know you've been thinking about sneaking out to drink flower wine without me."
"Then why are you following me to spoil the fun?"
They turned onto a bustling street; it seemed to be some sort of festival today, judging by the street lined with red lanterns, the crowd suddenly grew, some people were guessing riddles, children chasing with pinwheels in their hands, and fireworks suddenly lighting up.
All they saw were men and women of marriageable age. Some had already formed groups, but most were alone. Ye Chen felt a bit strange.
Guo Yuyun pulled over a young man and asked, "Is there a festival today?"
