After watching the fireworks, it was already the latter half of the night. Xu Shu still had to rush back to spend New Year's Eve with his family, so he didn't enter the courtyard to sit but asked someone to tidy up the road, bid farewell to Song Wei, and got in the carriage to leave.
Song Fang lifted her eyes with lingering interest to gaze at the sky. The nearby fireworks had mostly stopped, although there was still noise from afar, it was too distant, and they were not high up to see.
Yawning, Song Fang said, "After watching the fireworks, I'm feeling sleepy."
Song Wei indicated to her, "If you're sleepy, go sleep!"
"But we still need to stay up for New Year's Eve!"
"It's too cold tonight; you won't be able to stay up." After saying that, Song Wei looked at Wen Wan with gentle eyes, "Wanwan, you should also go back to your room and have a good sleep, so you'll have energy to go to the temple fair tomorrow."
