forgetting

The street was still decorated with lights and festoons, Chu Han took Jiuqing's hand and planned to go back.

On the way, I saw people making noise in front of me, and I heard carefully that it was Du Jin, Tang Lian and the others.

Originally, Du Jin, Du Ruo, Tang Lian, Song Yu, and Chu Han were all traveling together, but unexpectedly these young talents were really conspicuous.

A few handsome and suave teenagers stood here, and were instantly squeezed away by the girls rushing up.

"Oh, sir, I lost my shoes," Tang Lian, who was lying on Song Yu's back, said sullenly.

"If you lose a shoe, you lose it. I almost lost my brother," he said, looking at Du Jin with a playful smile.

Du Jin was blushing, ashamed and angry, and opened his fan to fan the wind vigorously. At this moment, the fan that painted mountains and rivers did not bring out the freedom and ease that a handsome young man should have.

"I was blocked by a group of girls just now, and was groped several times. It's really... immoral! Why are women like this now!"

Du Ruo rolled up his sleeves and shouted aggressively, "Hey...?! Where did I touch it! Let me see where I touched it! I'm not willing to touch it yet, so I'll let them taste it first!"

"Whoever touched you, let's go and find them! Hehe, which girl dares to rob the young master from me, and they will...!!!" Du Ruo grabbed Du Jin's hand, as if to go Walk among the crowd.

"What are you talking about!" Du Jin closed his fan, and slapped Du Ruo on the head with a bang, "I'm not serious, you dare to make fun of me again?!"

"Oh, it hurts, it hurts...how can it be, brother, I don't..."

"Say more...!"

"Don't dare, don't dare, brother hehe, I don't dare." Touching his head, he looked at Du Jin fawningly.

"Okay, you two, don't chatter here, you're too tired." Tang Lian pulled off the other shoe and threw it at them.

Du Ruo hurriedly pulled Du Jin away, stood in front of him, and said with a smirk, "Okay, you kid, if you dare to use a hidden weapon, don't think that I won't dare to deal with you because of Song Yu's pampering."

"Come here, come here, come here if you have the guts, hahahaha, I'm not afraid, young master."

"Oh, I have a bad temper..." Rolling up her sleeves, she grabbed Tang Lian's pants as soon as she came up.

"Ouch, ouch, Song Yu, he...he pulled my pants!!!" Tang Lian on her back yelled.

"Cough cough cough... okay, I'm quite tired from reciting here, and finally squeezed out of the crowd, so please forgive me." Song Yu said helplessly.

"Song Yu, you think I'm heavy."

"No..., there is no young master, I..."

"You guys had a great chat here." Chuhan took Jiuqing's hand and walked over.

"Chuhan, where have you been squeezed, and it took you so long to come out." Du Jin asked first.

"Qing'er and I just finished setting off the lanterns."

"Are you going to set off lanterns too?" Tang Lian asked.

"kindness."

Du Ruo looked at Chuhan and Jiuqing ambiguously, and smirked, "Whose name did you all write?"

"Qing'er."

"Early cold."

"What about you?" Chuhan asked.

"It's so boring, you'll talk about it as soon as you ask me." Du Ruo clicked her tongue with a bored expression on her face.

"Who did you write about?" Du Jin asked.

"Of course it's you, brother." He patted Du Jin's shoulder attentively and smiled flatteringly.

"Oh, where's Tang Lian?" Changed the subject and asked Tang Lian directly.

"Me, I wrote Song Yu."

"Where is Song Yu?"

"Little Master."

"Hey, brother, you haven't said who you wrote about."

"secret."

"Brother~, don't do this anymore."

"Hey, brother, don't go."

The people behind them smiled knowingly, the name Du Jin wrote, who else could it be besides him.

When putting off the lanterns, Du Jin squatted on the bank, chose a place with few people, and watched the lanterns slowly swim to the middle of the river before leaving.

Looking into the crowd, seeing that Du Ruo hadn't come out, he simply sat on the stone pier by the street and waited for a while.

Seeing that Du Ruo had left, Du Jin on the boat sneaked out of the boat tent, handed over two taels of silver, and told the fisherman, "Oh, yes, yes, just that, yes, that lantern, catch it."

The fisherman propped up the boat and gently turned the lantern over with his oar.

Du Ruo held up the lantern, only to see the word "Du Ruo" neatly written on the lantern.

I couldn't help but bend the corner of my mouth, and gently put the lantern into the river again.

"Even if I ask you, you won't say it. Why don't I come in person..."

"hey-hey."

After paddling, I watched the lanterns swaying and sailing into the distance.

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