Wuyi He Lansheng

After picking two ready ones, they paid the money and dragged He Lansheng down.There were also many people by the river, and there were sobs of moderate sobbing along the way.This lotus lantern is not as romantic as it is written in the novel. The Ghost Festival and Ghost Festival are for mourning.

He Wuyi carefully placed the lotus lanterns by the river, and He Lansheng placed them next to her. A full moon hung on the dark river, and several lotus lanterns drifted downstream.He Wuyi kept staring, knowing that he couldn't see the shadow, then retracted his gaze, "Lan'er, can you still see the lotus lantern?"

"You can see it." He Lansheng grabbed her hand, "A lot of people will see it along the way, those who left, those who didn't..."

"Mother can't see it anymore, Lan'er must be coaxing mother." He Wuyi picked her up, turned around and went back without looking at her any more, He Lansheng looked at the exquisite lanterns falling by the river, and said anxiously: "Wait, the lanterns are falling gone."

"Flower lantern, Lan'er likes to pick it up by herself." He Wuyi nodded her nose, unwilling to let her down, He Lansheng watched eagerly, He Wuyi didn't tease her anymore when she saw her being so wronged, and bent over to pick it up with her in her arms.The lights were long and the blue hair was falling, which made He Wuyi's cheeks as bright as jade, and He Lansheng was momentarily infatuated.

"Go home." He Wuyi kissed her cheek lightly, and she kissed her back in a strange way, but only touched her cheek lightly.Putong, Putong... Putong, Putong... He couldn't stop, He Lansheng was buried in He Wuyi's arms, his ears were red.He Wuyi was stunned and then smiled: "Silly boy..."

The two figures cuddled together, and passed through the lanterns along the way slowly, leaving behind a series of voices.

"Wuyi, let's not separate, okay?"

"Silly, how could mother be willing to abandon you..."

"That's fine, Wuyi will take me with you, and we will always be together."

"Never give up."

"Hey, Wuyi, I love you."

"Mother is also Alan'er's..."

"That's good, I will grow up quickly, and I can hug Wuyi when I grow up."

"Pfft...don't move, mother is holding you."

"..."

Passers-by couldn't help but smile knowingly, and looked ahead, and the child in his arms happened to look over, with a clear drop of crystal in the corner of his eye, maybe he was thinking of his relatives after being sad.

He Lansheng slipped his small hand into He Wuyi's big hand, interlocked his fingers, and smiled silly.Wuyi, I love you.She said it, but she knew in her heart that it was not just about family affection, so she could only hope that she would grow taller, and when that time came, she would be able to hold her in her arms...

He Wuyi grabbed He Lansheng's little hand and hummed softly. The old tune was leisurely blown away by the wind in the winter night of Shangyuan Festival.

Time flies and the stars move, and it is seven years in a flash.