He fiddled with a silver lighter in his hand.
His well-defined fingers pressed the metal switch, and a pale blue flame rose and vanished.
"You down here?" Sensing Bai Lian's approach, he turned his head and handed her the lighter, "For the fireworks."
The buildings in Xin'an Community were widely spaced, so Jiang Fulai set up the fireworks in the middle of the road.
Bai Lian took the lighter, crouched down to light the fireworks, and asked, "Where's Jiang He?"
"He's asleep." Jiang Fulai had deliberately waited for him to fall asleep before leaving the house.
Bai Lian gave him a skeptical look, then retreated to Jiang Fulai's side and looked up at the fireworks.
The fireworks were silent for a second.
The next moment they shot up into the sky like silver flowers, bursting open in multicolored parachutes that slowly drifted down. Before they completely faded, three streaks shot up into the sky, bursting into red, orange, and yellow colors like three blossoming roses.
