Charlotte Cha looked at the small bunch of fireworks before him and nodded vigorously.
She stood on tiptoe to his ear, speaking very loudly in a noisy environment to be heard.
She asked: “When did you buy the fireworks? I didn’t even see them.”
Gus Yu was taller than her and bent over to talk to her, “I just bought it.”
He moved naturally, tidying up the scarf around her neck, covering the lower half of her face tightly, confirming that the wind could not get in, and naturally holding her hand, his voice was gentle like night breeze, he said: “Let’s go, the musical fountain performance is about to begin.”
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