"Regarding you, I like everything."
BANG—
In front of Wan Qingzhai, a firework burst in the night sky.
The air was permeated with the smell of gunpowder, the sky filled with scattering colorful lights, and the joyful laughter and voices of the Star Moon Sect's disciples echoed in the ears.
The firelight reflected in Dan Wulan's eyes, shimmering like autumn water, and with half-open lips, she gently uttered these words.
There was no shyness, no blushing, as cold as ever, yet Su Bei could hear the emotional tone in her voice.
A glimmer of firelight was visible on the water's surface, climbing straight into the dark sky.
She had her suspicions about why Su Bei had given her the hairpin—meant for a pair—all by itself... but none of that mattered anymore. She was looking at Su Bei, waiting for his answer.
Su Bei looked at Dan Wulan, feeling the softness of her fingers, his heart trembling slightly. His mouth suddenly smiled, freely and naturally.
