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" Amidst the meeting of their lips, Zhao Jiangui suddenly heard the sound of fireworks, the bloom of them shortly filling up the sky. Caught off guard, he moved away a little and turned his face to the side to look, slightly surprised. “Are there fireworks in town today, too?” he had to ask.
As he sat beside him, Ji Han looked askance at all the fireworks, a faint smile on his lips. Upon hearing him ask that, he turned his head back to him. “There’s no fireworks in town.”
Zhao Jiangui was confused. “Then…”
“None will be there today,” Ji Han said clearly, his eyes burning, practically radiating light, “because I set these all of these off for you alone. "
― 一只大雁
