"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud explosion.
A splendid firework shot into the sky, and then burst high above, blooming into a brilliant flower.
Jiang Ruorong turned her face to look at the fireworks in the sky.
"The fireworks have started. On New Year's Eve, everyone is preparing for the New Year..."
Jiang Ruorong's face was somewhat cold. At this moment, she thought of her family, far from Tai'a Ancient Country, far from her clan, far from her parents. In this foreign land, at this moment, she felt a bit lonely.
"Goo goo!"
Dabai fell from the sky and stood beside Jiang Ruorong.
"Dabai!"
Jiang Ruorong extended her hand, stroking Dabai's feathers: "It's so late, Dabai, do you think he will come back?"
"Goo goo..."
Dabai emitted a muffled sound from his mouth, then spread his wings.
