After wearing the spare tire, I was with Bai Yueguang

Yan Guiqiu took Jiang Xuehe to row the boat for half the morning according to the original plan.

It was just the two of them in a small boat, floating in the center of the lake most of the time, looking at the scenery and taking pictures with their mobile phones. Yan Guiqiu took his mobile phone and searched for some introductions to the so-called lanterns.

The scenic spot on the outskirts of the city was developed later. When Yan Guiqiu was a child, it was still a wasteland, but judging from the number of tourists, it was obviously improved.

The big river that passes through the city also flows through here. Most of the surrounding old houses have long been emptied because of the inconvenience of life. Later, they were requisitioned by the government and turned into an ancient street with blue tiles and white walls, and various tourist attractions are displayed on both sides. The end of the store leads to the river, and it is said that people often put river lanterns in it.

In the photo, the lanterns are hung, and there are special stalls set up under several ancient trees to provide the service of hanging lanterns to pray for blessings. The river lanterns can only be released at a specific time in special months, and many people also come to pray for blessings and put lanterns.

These two days are just right, it is the eve of Qingming, and it is said that there are many stalls by the river.

There is nothing special about it in the photos, but there are lights and festoons, and the eyes are full of lights, which is very festive like the New Year.

Jiang Xuehe glanced at the photo, but she was a little interested. She had never seen such an event when she was in her hometown, abroad, or in Yunhua City.

So the subsequent itinerary was finalized, and after rowing slowly for a while, the two of them walked around the park, looked for a place to eat and then went to the ancient street.

There are several connected ancient streets, winding and twisting. If you enter through one entrance, you don’t know where you will come out. Many people who have leisure time regard it as a maze. There are people coming and going in the alleys with no shops. deserted.

The main road is the most spacious. In addition to the shops, there are several old-style restaurants. There is also a small theater hidden in the corner. There are not too many people at the moment. You can enter by buying a ticket at the door. It is said that the singing is local characteristics. repertoire.

As a local, Yan Guiqiu hadn't heard much of it, and the dialect could be vaguely heard when it was put into an opera, but seeing Jiang Xuehe next to him listening seriously, he held back, thinking that he would come again when he had the opportunity.

Time passed like this, and the sun had already set in the west when I came out again.

Jiang Xuehe bought some things in some specialty stores, filled in the address and asked someone to send them over directly, saying that he would share some with friends and customers who came to the door.

Yan Guiqiu added from the side: "There is also Miss He."

Jiang Xuehe also laughed: "What I'm saying is that she has worked hard at the store these two days."

She politely changed the address of the pen to the gallery, added Xiao He to the name, and attached a note saying which copy was for her.

The shop owner is also very enthusiastic about the big customers who spend a lot of money, and the courier fee is not charged, and he repeatedly promises to call the courier to pick up the goods tonight. While welcoming her to come to play again next time, he will personally send the two of them to the door.

It was getting dark outside, and there were people stepping on ladders at the door of the shops on both sides, and hanging lights under the eaves.

There are also two lamps at the entrance of the specialty store, emerald green, painted with a pattern of a lotus pond, and there is a faint light inside, but it does not flicker, obviously not a real fire, probably a small electronic lamp.

The shopkeeper next to them saw that they seemed to be here for the first time, introduced them with a smile, and then advised them to turn around: "It's not dark yet, and the lights have just been turned on. It will look good when they are lit together at night." , it’s only once a year, and after this period, we’ll have to wait until July and a half to see the river lantern at most.”

"By the way, go straight on this main road, turn into the small square, and you can hang lights on the trees. Although it's a little smaller than this one, you can make a wish. Now young people like these the most, and many couples specially come together Came here to hang the lamp."

There is indeed a big tree in the small square in front of it, and there is a stall under the tree, but there are obviously more in the distance, but many people probably stopped here because they listened to the advice of the shop in front.

The stalls are full of beautiful things, not only small lanterns, but also some red cloth strips, small pendants, and some auspicious words printed on them. The empty table next to them is equipped with pens and inks, and you can write by yourself.

"These merchants are too economical." Yan Guiqiu couldn't help but sigh, this moment of effort, you can happily pay for it in just two steps.

But that being said, when Jiang Xuehe leaned over to look at it, she still honestly paid for things.

"Do as the Romans do." Jiang Xuehe smiled, pointing to a small lantern with flying birds on it, and asked Yan Guiqiu, "How about this?"

Yan Guiqiu looked at the neatly arranged patterns of flying birds printed on it, blinked, and said, "As long as you like it."

Then he turned around and asked the stall owner how much it was.

"Are you two together?" the stall owner said, "Two can get a [-]% discount, and you can also write for free. I can write for you if you don't know how to write. Whether we are looking for wealth or marriage, it will be effective here. , the price is not high, you will definitely not lose money if you buy it..."

Jiang Xuehe only took the lamp and said, "We are together."

The stall owner froze for a moment.

He originally intended to choose one of the two, but now he looked up at the extremely close distance between the two, as if he vaguely understood something.

But he didn't show his face, just one by one, and asked with a smile: "Do you want me to write a word for you? There may be too many people in a while, and you may not have this opportunity."

Jiang Xuehe looked at the other pieces of calligraphy he had spread on the table, and nodded: "Then I will trouble you."

The stall owner asked: "Then write about eternal union or a hundred years of love, or something else?"

Jiang Xuehe turned his head to see Yan Guiqiu.

Yan Guiqiu thought about it for a moment, and said solemnly: "Then write 'Yan Guiqiu will always like Jiang Xuehe'."

As he spoke, he looked at the booth next to the lamp, and said, "Why don't we get another one and write 'Jiang Xuehe will always like Yanguiqiu'."

Jiang Xuehe reached out and patted Yan Guiqiu.

Yan Guiqiu frowned, Jiang Xuehe was taken aback, and quickly looked at her hand: "Did you get a wound?"

"No." Yan Guiqiu quickly shook his head, "I'm just kidding with you, it's not this hand."

"Oh." Jiang Xuehe breathed a sigh of relief.

The stall owner looked at them and smiled: "That's too many words, so I'll write you a 'Together forever'."

Jiang Xuehe said "OK".

Yan Guiqiu felt a little regretful at the side: "I really can't write?"

They are all ordinary words and sentences, and they don't seem to be too special when they are hung.

The stall owner: "..."

Co-author, you really want to write so many words.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he buried his head to write, pretending he didn't hear anything.

When Yan Guiqiu and Jiang Xuehe were standing under the tree with lanterns, many small lanterns had been hung on the branches, and some notes were hanging down from the tails, and some of them were written really long.

In fact, everyone knows that these small lanterns will be cleaned up in a short time, but it is probably a beautiful vision in the heart of the heart.

The colorful lights on the tree are staggered, flickering and flickering when the wind blows, and there is a subtle difference in the warm yellow light passing through the outer wall.

At a glance, it is not complicated, but lively.

Yan Guiqiu looked at those things in a daze.

If she came here by herself, even when she was a child, she probably wouldn't bother to believe these things.

In the past, she claimed to be mature, but when she was standing here, she suddenly recalled that she actually believed in these things sincerely a long time ago.

But that was already a matter of the previous life.

Jiang Xuehe asked her from the side: "What's wrong?"

Yan Guiqiu came back to his senses, let go of his hand, and told her to hang up the lamp, while shaking his head, he only said, "It's pretty pretty."

Jiang Xuehe also looked up for a while, nodded, and said, "Indeed."

When I look at the photos, I feel that they are very special, but after being in them, it seems that the freshness is less. It is good-looking, but it is not to the point of being mesmerized.

But come here, it's a pity not to bring some special products.

After hanging up the lamps, Jiang Xuehe and Yan Guiqiu went back and bought two more small lamps. They didn't write any words this time, so they treated them as souvenirs and planned to take them home.

Jiang Xuehe asked Yan Guiqiu: "Does your sister want it?"

Yan Guiqiu said: "She is such an adult, she probably doesn't like this."

Jiang Xuehe smiled: "I think you seem to like it very much."

Yan Guiqiu: "..."

Speaking of which, when choosing a design, she still chose a boat with a river bank, in the standard ink painting style.

Jiang Xuehe picked the one with maple leaves.

When the two continued to walk forward with the lamp in hand, the lights on both sides of the street were already lit.

The heights of the shops are different, and the eaves are also high and low. There are also small buildings with two or three floors, and the lights are hung on the high places. Looking up, it looks like they are going to fly into the sky.

Jiang Xuehe looked at Yan Guiqiu with his head up, worried that she would twist his neck.

"Watch out for the road." Jiang Xuehe gave Yan Guiqiu a hand and walked around a small pit in front of him.

"I think of the Kongming lanterns I used to put on when I was a child." Yan Guiqiu came back to his senses, and without letting go of Jiang Xuehe's hand, he roughly gestured with the hand holding the small lamp, "The outside is paper, and writing on it is usually It can be used to make a wish, it can be written all over, and some can only write the name, and finally light the fire below, and it will slowly fly up."

That was when I was a child in my previous life.

Yan Guiqiu looked at those lights, feeling a little dazed, those memories were too long ago, she thought that those things had been buried deep in the bottom of the valley long ago, and would never see the light of day again.

But she remembered.

At that time, she and her mother lived in the other courtyard of the manor, which was like a state of semi-house arrest, but she didn't realize it at all, and only felt that running all over the mountains and plains was free and fun.

There is an option to display Kongming lanterns in the New Year's event in the nearby elementary school. At night, several bright lights fly from the playground to the sky, shrinking a little bit, which looks spectacular and romantic.

When she came back from watching the teacher's work, she also pestered her mother to say that she wanted to put a lamp, so her mother put down what she was doing, took out a stack of paper and spread it on the ground, and tried to make a lamp with her.

At that time, the younger brother was not very old, he was born there at the age of two or three years old, and he just grinned and made trouble behind him.

She was drawing on the paper with a brush for a while when her younger brother stepped on the ink. She turned her head angrily and saw that his brother's face was dark. She couldn't help laughing, and ran aside to make trouble with him lump.

In the end, only the mother made the Kongming lantern seriously, and wrote a few lines of beautiful italics on the paper, which she could understand even as a child.

One of the lines is called "May Ming Huan be happy and worry-free".

There is also a line called "May Mingyan have a safe life".

At that time, Yan Guiqiu was still called "Ming Huan".

At that time, my mother still called her "Huanhuan" affectionately, instead of the "Ming Huan" who became unfamiliar later, and finally became the cold and hard "Mr. Ming".

As the sky darkened, the mother took them into the yard. She was obviously afraid of the fire, but she still told the children to stand aside. She held the lamp in one hand, and lit the fire with a trembling hand.

There were three lamps in total, all of which were successful. The fire slowly burned, and the paper wall agitated slowly rose into the sky.

The two lines of writing on the lamp are always facing the Ming Huan siblings.

You can see it when you look up.

In the end, the tongue of flames devoured the paper wall, and the two lines of writing just made a slow exit.

At that time, they felt that burning it was a happy event, implying that the wish would be known to God.

Looking back later, it may not have been an ominous sign.

But at that time, who would know that the family relationship that came out with the support of each other could not stand the test of interests?

share weal and woe.

But they can only do the second half.

Until recalling those memories in this life, Yan Guiqiu couldn't help but think—was it because she also asked too much, so that she wiped away those precious things in the past little by little?

If the two do not give in, it can only end in tragedy.

Instead of that, it's better for her to take a step back.

But there was a faint voice in my heart saying that the earliest things were not given up by her.

There were also people who loved her unselfishly.

Someone once told her that acting like a baby and crying is her natural right.

It was only later that it disappeared.

Just like the lights that used to be everywhere, they disappeared into the long night.

Jiang Xuehe squeezed Yan Guiqiu's palm, feeling a coldness.

She simply stuck her entire palm on it, and the body temperature slowly passed.

Yan Guiqiu came back to his senses, then remembered to laugh, and talked about the aftermath of putting lights in the school when he was a child: "Then one fell on the roof of the building and burned the bed sheets that others were drying on it, and almost caused a disaster. After the fire, people were not allowed to put lights on.”

Jiang Xuehe echoed: "Safety first."

"Yes." Yan Guiqiu said, "But sometimes I still feel very lucky, at least I have seen it before."

Jiang Xuehe said: "It's the same with setting off river lanterns."

Yan Guiqiu chatted with her: "However, if there are too many river lanterns, it should not be environmentally friendly."

Jiang Xuehe guessed: "It should be blocked in the downstream for recycling."

Yan Guiqiu: "..."

Yan Guiqiu: "It seems very disappointing to say so."

Jiang Xuehe glanced at her and smiled slightly: "Didn't you start it first?"

Yan Guiqiu rubbed his nose embarrassingly, and closed his mouth.

The two of them didn't go into any shops anymore. They walked all the way down and soon saw the river embankment. There were a lot fewer lights hanging by the river, and it looked darker. The lamp looks like a star in the dark night, and it has a sense of presence when it floats around.

Under a few street lamps by the river, there are stalls selling river lamps not far away.

You can write some wishes and stuff them in, but there is no ghostwriting service here, and you have to spend extra money for paper and pens. The stall owner is responsible for helping to stuff and help put the lights on. Except for the moment when the lights are turned on, customers are not allowed to touch them during the whole process.

A protective net was specially added outside the railings on the river bank, with small lights and warning signs on it, so as to prevent people from sneaking onto the pier and accidentally falling off.

Although they can't pass, most of them are just to get a lottery, and it's okay to bargain for a while, one by one lying around writing small wishing notes.

There is no limit to the number of river lanterns, and it was rare for Yan Guiqiu to be arrogant in front of Jiang Xuehe, and asked for five small notes in one go.

She also counted on her fingers for a while, parents, sister, Jiang Xuehe, and a few friends, Song Anchen and A Luan are just messing around, so just put them together and write "peace and joy". She is a star.

Talking a lot, writing only a few words, but it can be regarded as a heart.

Jiang Xuehe asked for something else.

There is only one piece, but it has been written longer than Yan Guiqiu.

Yan Guiqiu took photos of the five small slips of paper and folded them one by one. When he was about to go back to the booth, he passed behind Jiang Xuehe. Seeing her lying on the side writing, he glanced subconsciously from the corner of his eye.

As expected of the person she likes.

The posture of lying on the edge of the flower bed and writing wishes is also so beautiful.

Yan Guiqiu was wagging his tail endlessly in his heart, when Jiang Xuehe turned to look at her and asked, "Have you finished writing?"

"...Hmm." The sight that happened to meet him made Yan Guiqiu feel a little guilty for no reason.

Jiang Xuehe's gaze moved down a bit.

"I didn't mean to peek at it!" Yan Guiqiuhui was wrong, and quickly argued, "And I didn't look at it either..."

Here.

Before the last word was uttered, Jiang Xuehe picked up the small note he had written and handed it to her, which meant that she could read it casually.

A paragraph of small characters, the note is very small, it appears dense.

"Jiang Xuehe always likes Yan Guiqiu."

"Yan Guiqiu also loves Jiang Xuehe forever."

Each stroke is carefully written, and it is rare to see a bit of strokes on such a small piece of paper.

Yan Guiqiu recalled the two lines on the Kongming lantern in a trance.

Then I remembered that it seemed to be what she had said before.

Jiang Xuehe stretched out his hand to hold her hand, tapped her palm with his fingertips, pushed her fingers apart, and then dunked his own.

Yan Guiqiu thought she wanted him to pull her up.

However, after Jiang Xuehe stood up, he made a strong hand, and Yan Guiqiu was caught off guard, so she pulled him over.

Yan Guiqiu bumped into her arms.

This side is behind the green belt of shrubs. The lights used for landscaping are probably broken. There are only two street lights separated by a few meters away. The light around the flower bed is a bit dim. People notice here.

Yan Guiqiu just wanted to persuade her to write here to hurt her eyes and tell her to go to a place with lights, but now she vaguely understands why she chose this place.

The piece of paper filled with "Like" was casually sandwiched between their clasped palms, Jiang Xuehe didn't care too much, and before Yan Guiqiu came back to his senses, he leaned over to kiss her.

There was a "bang" in Yan Guiqiu's head, and the explosion was more colorful than the lights in the river.

Different from the previous tentative light kiss, or the slow-paced lingering, Jiang Xuehe was a little anxious when he bumped into him. Yan Guiqiu felt that his lips had been bitten, and his head was still dizzy. Seeing Jiang Xuehe close at hand eyes, and suddenly reacted——

She did it on purpose.

There was a sly smile in Jiang Xuehe's eyes, mixed with a bit of complacency.

Yan Guiqiu suddenly felt that his brain was a little lack of oxygen.

It's not just the shortness of breath that comes with kissing.

She guessed that her face was redder than those lights at the moment.

Yan Guiqiu felt like she had turned into a ball of soft cotton at this moment, and she couldn't give birth to the slightest desire to resist and reject, even if her reason told her that there was a bright river bank just across a small bush, people coming and going, just lively.

But it was the hustle and bustle and that passionate kiss that brought her back to the world in an instant.

When Jiang Xuehe backed away, Yan Guiqiu subconsciously touched his lower lip that had been bitten, and could not help but "hiss".

Obviously Jiang Xuehe didn't have much strength left at all.

But Yan Guiqiu wasn't angry at all, on the contrary, he felt a little inexplicably disappointed because of the leaving kiss.

Now her attention is all on that kiss and Jiang Xuehe.

Even the little note and the river lantern were forgotten by her.

"I..." As soon as Yan Guiqiu opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was a little hoarse, he was taken aback, and suddenly forgot what he originally wanted to say.

Jiang Xuehe leaned against her, holding her face and touching her cheek with his lips.

A person who is usually gentle and polite, but now his actions are a bit tough.

Yan Guiqiu couldn't look away and could only look at her - although she didn't have the heart to look elsewhere.

"Is it because I'm not obvious enough?" Jiang Xuehe's voice was also slightly lower than usual.

"What?" Yan Guiqiu was still distracted thinking about her kiss.

"Actually, I really, really like you too." Jiang Xuehe said.