The phone kept ringing, and the cheerful atmosphere between the two congealed into ice. Suxin glanced at Chen Ziqian, then turned around and pressed the answer button, walking towards a quieter area as she took the call.
"Yuanhang."
"Xinxin, are you having fun?" Ling Yuanhang's voice was as gentle as ever, even though it carried a hint of tiredness, "I hear fireworks. Are you setting off fireworks?"
"Yeah." Suxin's voice was a bit faint, and she felt it was somewhat unnatural. She had been having so much fun that she'd forgotten everything else, "I bought some small fireworks to set off. It's been many years, and it feels novel, like returning to childhood."
"It's great that you're enjoying yourself!" Ling Yuanhang's voice was soft and soothing, almost like a breath of spring, "If I were still at your place now, I could join you in setting off fireworks."
It was Chen Ziqian accompanying her with the fireworks now, but Suxin understood that she couldn't tell Yuanhang.
