Chen Xian followed Lian Qingzhou and stood aside, waiting for the arrival of the Fire Dragon like everyone else.

I heard that the fire dragon is the highlight of this lantern festival.

Dozens of people waved a fire dragon tumbling in the night, and spitting fire all the way, describing lifelike. The dragon's body swam and swayed, and it was like stirring up clouds and rain.

From afar, there was no fire dragon appearing, and Chen Xian saw the fire gushing out from the front. People on the street applauded and shouted to reconcile.

The cheering and lively sound could easily make Chen Xian drown in the crowd.

People don’t care who is who, everyone only knows to get together and laugh and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

As the dragon dancers gradually approached, the realistic fire dragon climbed into the night sky little by little and presented it to everyone's vision.

The person walking in the front held a high torch and raised his hands to splash granular flammable fuel into the sky.

Once the fuel comes into contact with the torch, it will ignite with the wind.

The fire lit up the crowd watching on both sides.

The flame happened to be at the head of the fire dragon, and at first glance it didn't look like a fire dragon was spitting fire.

Before the fuel was burned out, wherever it went, it turned into stars and spots of fire falling down like rain.

The air was filled with the smell of stinky fire left by the burning of fuel.

The pedestrians stretched their necks and watched the scene a moment before watching. When the sparks spread, they retreated one after another.

Even if the shattered sparks fall on people, they will soon be extinguished.

Everyone was concerned about retreating, but no one was like Chen Xian, who was in it and enjoyed the most beautiful moment.

At that time, Chen Xian looked up at the beautiful starry scenery, stood alone and forgot to dodge.

Suddenly, he reached out with one hand, held her, and took her to the side.

She was stunned for a moment, staggered for two steps, and before she could see clearly, she fell into her arms coldly.

Chen Xian looked up at him, unable to see the face under his mask, but only vaguely saw the eyes that were deeper than the spark.

He had only had time to say one thing: "Be careful."

Then the streets were filled with people, chasing the fire dragon.

Chen Xian was pushed from behind and his body was uncontrollably pressed against him.

He helped Chen Xian, wrapped his arms back around her waist, protecting her all around her to avoid being crowded by pedestrians, but the hand was always very sensible and did not hold her waist.

He led her, drowned in the crowd, and chased the light left by the winding fire dragons.

Chen Xian didn't think much about it. Her attention was attracted by the excitement around her, thinking that the person who led her was Lian Qingzhou.

Because there were too many people on the street at that time, Yu Yan and Cui were forced to squeeze across the street. It seemed that there was no one beside her except Lian Qingzhou.

In the bizarre way, she couldn't tell the color of his clothes, but felt that it was as dark as Lian Qingzhou's clothes; the smell of sniffle in the air occupied her sense of smell, and she couldn't tell the breath of the people around her for a while.

She followed him forward.

Some people followed the Fire Dragon for a while and then gave up, probably because they felt that it was inconvenient to go home because they were too far away.

But Chen Xian felt that since she came out to play once, of course she had to have a good time.

She pulled the people around her to walk in the middle of the street at the tail of the fire dragon. She shouted to him: "Even Qingzhou, don't be afraid, come, be in it so that you can see the beautiful scenery that others cannot see."

The people around him squinted their eyes and watched countless sparks falling like meteors in the night. They smiled as if the corners of their lips were faintly placed, and they bent down slightly and leaned down to Chen Xian's ear and said, "That's true. Only those who are brave can see are different from others."

Chen Xian stood there in a daze, looking up at him.

He held Chen Xian's hand and continued to walk forward, smiling strongly: "If you stand stupidly, the fire dragon will swim far away."

The noisy and prosperity gradually faded, and the aura of salt gradually faded away.

Chen Xian was just dragged forward by someone, and she stared at the slender and unparalleled back under the lights of this man.

I realized that the black clothes were gently brushed away, as if he was not involved in the fireworks of the world.

Although Chen Xian couldn't see the face under the fierce ghost mask he was wearing, she reiterated the news about the agarwood on his body.

He is not Lian Qingzhou, he is Su Zhe.

The fire dragon in front is still swaying across the market. Chen Xian was still in the fun of the past, and at this moment he felt that he had lost two points of unreality.

The noise seemed to gradually drift away around her, making her feel a little peaceful.

"Why did you come here?"

"I heard that the lantern festival is very lively tonight."

"Shouldn't you attend the palace banquet in the palace?"

"There is no place for the palace banquet."

Chen Xian's heart moved and said, "Has you been colluding with Lian Qingzhou long ago?"

Otherwise, how could it be so coincidental that as soon as I got on the street, I met Lian Qingzhou waiting at the intersection.

Chen Xian looked back and saw that there were no shadows of Lian Qingzhou, Yu Yan and Cui at this moment, only she and Su Zhe.

Is this what Su Zhe said to meet next time?

Su Zhe said: "Even if you don't have him, I can recognize you at a glance when you stand in the crowd."

Chen Xian curled her lips and said, "Arrogant. I wear a mask, just like the women in the world."

Su Zhe brushed her fingers faintly across the corner of her skirt, gently tugging the bamboo flute on her waist, and said, "But you have something unique in the world."

Chen Xian looked down and found that the bamboo flute was exposed.

"We want to follow the fire dragon all the time?" Chen Xian asked.

"Um."

"Then where will this fire dragon swim?"

"Bar the Yangchun River."

The Yangchun River is connected to the pier that enters Beijing, and the river embankment is very long. Now in autumn, the water level on the river surface drops, and the exposed embankment is wider than in spring and summer.

Yangchun River is the end of the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival every year.

The fire dragon will swim to the Yangchun River before stopping.

The willows swaying on both sides of the river bank, and there are all kinds of lanterns hanging under the willow branches. Although there is no noise from street vendors, it is still very lively.

Most of the young men and women gather here, making wishes to turn on the lamps. The vast river surface of Yangchun River was filled with lanterns, as gorgeous as a galaxy.

Many people also put lights into the sky. As the candlelight flashed, the sky lanterns rose towards the sky, making them beautiful.

The dragon dancer had fuel left in his hands. He threw the fuel into the sky above the river, ignited a fire, and countless sparks fell, attracting continuous applause.

When I met, I had a broad vision and a broad mind. Chen Xian stood by the river, and the clouds and breeze laughed softly, saying, "Tonight is so beautiful."

Su Zhe was by her side and said, "Do you want to put a few lamps?"

Chen Xian was not very interested and thought that was something that the girl liked to do.

His voice was as pleasant as the breeze: "You can make a wish."

Chen Xian looked up at him, he squinted his eyes and smiled faintly, and said, "Maybe it will come true."
Chapter completed!