The old man carefully picked up the things on the stall, his movements were very careful. His eyes were gentle, as if he had remembered some past events. Basically, after seeing Yan Bai and Ji Baimo, some past events couldn't help but pour out and wanted to find someone to talk to. The old man smiled and his skin was wrinkled, full of traces of time, extremely kind.

"Look at how exquisite the items on my stall are. My wife is a good carving master. When I was young, I was able to draw very well. I always painted various candy paintings to make her happy. After a while, we got together. This car was made by her for me. I don't know how many people envied me for marrying such a clever wife." The old man took off his reading glasses and touched his eyes, as if he was fascinated by the wind and sand.

"My old man said a little too much today. Haha, I wish you young couples a long time together!" The old man packed the last item on the stall into the car and took off the apron on his body. He was wearing a straight Zhongshan suit, which could be vaguely seen from the outline. He was also a handsome guy when he was young.

"Okay, grandpa, then I wish you and your wife as soon as possible." Yan Bai held the candy painting in his hand, stretched out his tongue and licked the candy painting in his hand. The sweetness pounded on the tip of his tongue. Yan Bai smiled and spoke to the old man, as if he was talking about his best wishes.

When the old man heard Yan Bai's words, the smile on his face became even more open and he nodded, as if he really liked Yan Bai's blessings.

"Little girl, thank you for your blessings. You are different from those people. I don't care if you live a hundred years old." The old man shook his head and pushed his little car away gradually. His eyes fell into the splendor ahead, with bright lights. The New Year is approaching, and a light will be on in every household, waiting for the returnees.

He... just hoped that the wife at home had the lights on, warmed the wine, and fryed two side dishes for him to come home, which was enough.

Living for a hundred years is sometimes a curse of loneliness.

...

Yan Bai and Ji Baimo stood there watching the old man gradually moving away. Ji Baimo closed the clothes that Yan Bai was leaning against, then lowered his head, bit the sugar-sweetened in Yan Bai's hand, and with a crisp click, the crystal clear sugar-drawing fragments slowly melted on Ji Baimo's tongue. He licked his lips, held Yan Bai's hand, withdrew his gaze that looked at the old man, and spoke.

"Let's go, let's continue to stroll around. If you're tired, tell me and we'll go home."

"Yeah." Yan Bai nodded and withdrew her gaze. She held a small red lantern in one hand and a candy painting in the other. She could hardly have any extra hands left. She looked up at the long street in the distance. The lights were brilliant, people were surging, and the fragrance of food was mixed with some other smells. She also lowered her head and bit a piece of candy painting, rubbing it in her mouth, pursing her lips.

It seems that they have to walk along this street and they can walk until they grow old together.

Or it just seems.

Yan Bai lowered his eyes and smiled sweetly. Her eyes were covered with thinness, thick and curly eyelashes were like butterflies' wings, trembling slightly.

114 I don’t know why, but I feel a little nervous when I have been beautiful recently, which reminds it of the mysterious local tycoon.
Chapter completed!