At nearly ten o'clock, the two approached the square, and Han Zhifeng was surprised to find that the number of people watching here was really not small.

Thinking about it, it is not too proud of the show, Han Zhifeng will understand, it seems that the eyes of the masses are bright, and the collapse of the party will start from now on.

There are less than 1,000 people here, and there are no people to worry about crowding, so it can be said that there is a lively atmosphere, and there is no trouble of congestion, which is just in line with the festival atmosphere tonight.

"You see they're starting to set off fireworks. ”

Cheng Lan pointed to a hundred meters ahead, and saw several staff members wearing military coats placing fireworks on the ground.

"It's almost there, it's only a minute. ”

Han Zhifeng looked at the time.

"yes, you should hurry, it's still cold tonight,"

When Han Zhifeng heard this, he raised his eyes and saw Cheng Lan snorting at his little hand.

Han Zhifeng looked at her clothes, although she was wearing a white down jacket, a beige scarf around her, slim denim, looking at the faintly revealing delicate curves, she knew that there were not many clothes worn inside.

Han Zhifeng took off his black thin leather gloves and handed them to Cheng Lan, but Cheng Lan shirked it.

Han Zhifeng hung up the camera, stretched out his hands and held Cheng Lan's hand to put it on for her, Han Zhifeng obviously felt Cheng Lan's body stiff,

"I, I'll do it myself. ”

Cheng Lan's voice trembled, and even her body trembled, Han Zhifeng's breath was on her side, and her heart suddenly picked up, and emotions such as joy and nervousness wrapped her.

After putting on the gloves, there was Han Zhifeng's residual warmth inside, which warmed Cheng Lan's heart all the time, Cheng Lan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes looked at Han Zhifeng, who was a little hazy opposite, his eyelashes flickered, and he didn't speak for a long time.

The sound of fluffy noises, continuous explosions and cheers from the crowd broke the silence between the two.

When they looked up, they saw orange firelight bursting into the air, dotting the half-light and half-dark sky.

"It's so beautiful,"

Cheng Lan looked up at the sky of the fire tree and silver flowers with a smile.

Han raised his hand to record the scene in the sky.

The fireworks continued to explode into the sky, bringing red stars in the sky, accompanied by bursts of cheers and exclamations from more than 1,000 people around.

At this moment, how many strangers are here to spend this Lunar New Year together.

People you know and don't know can chat a few words, and you can ask the people next to you to help take pictures.

"Auntie, can you help us take some pictures? ”

Han Zhifeng asked a middle-aged woman in her forties and fifties on the side.

The middle-aged woman came with a girl.

She looked up at the smiling young man and woman in front of her, and she smiled and nodded.

Han Zhifeng handed her the camera, and then pulled Cheng Lan's back in the direction of the fireworks.

"Well, don't be embarrassed if you two get closer. ”

Well, this kind aunt self-righteously began to regulate the situation of the two, what are male and female lovers doing so far away.

Han Zhifeng and Cheng Lan just have a hazy good impression of each other, and it is really difficult for the two of them to lean on each other to make intimacy.

It wasn't until the girl who came with her aunt smiled and whispered in her ear that the enthusiastic aunt didn't urge anymore.

In the end, the two leaned together, Cheng Lan held Han Zhifeng's arm with his hand, and the two looked at the camera with a smile on their faces.

Cheng Lan smiled like a flower at the camera, and saw the flash light on in his heart.

"Young man, I hurt the girl a little more. ”

The aunt said to Han Zhifeng when she handed the camera back.

Han Zhifeng smiled and nodded, but his heart was inexplicably sour.

When the beautiful and gorgeous fireworks in the sky burned out and the crowd began to leave, Cheng Lan's smile also dissipated, and a feeling of loneliness rose inexplicably in his heart.

"Why is there a time when the song is over, why is the joy always so short-lived? ”

She held Han Zhifeng in her hand and muttered to herself, her raised face still following the colorful fireworks in the sky in her memory, but there was only smoke that had not yet dissipated, and the splendor and beauty were a thing of the past.

"There is silence before there is outbreak, there is depression before laughter, there is hardship and happiness, and the end of today is the beginning of tomorrow. ”

Han Zhifeng's deep voice sounded in her ears, these words dispelled Cheng Lan's gloom, yes, although she is going to travel far away, it may take several years to come back, and Han Zhifeng's affairs are even more clueless, maybe it's just her secret love, however, there is separation and reunion, and there is hardship to be happy, thinking of the possibility of getting together, Cheng Lan's mood suddenly improved a lot.

"Thank you,"

Cheng Lan smiled, as stunning as a hundred flowers blooming.

Han Zhifeng was stunned for a moment, then looked away with a smile, he couldn't move forward anymore, and he couldn't control himself any further.

The two left the center of the square without hurrying, and Han Zhifeng noticed the warm lights flickering in a café on the side of the square.

'Let's go, have a cup of coffee,'

He knew that Cheng Lan must be a little cold.

"Okay, okay. ”

Cheng Lan clapped her hands, her two small dimples were deeper, and she didn't want to be separated from Han Zhifeng.

Han Zhifeng walked into the café with Cheng Lan, and there were not many customers in the café with the private room.

Behind the bar, two young men and women, who were obviously lovers, leaned together and talked and laughed, very intimately.

Seeing Han Zhifeng and Cheng Lan coming in, the girl got up and tidied up her clothes, walked over and led the two into a private room by the window.

Han Zhifeng ordered a cup of coffee, a drink, and two fruit plates.

"Fifty-eight pieces in total. ”

The girl smiled and counted.

Han Zhifeng was taking money from his pocket, Cheng Lan quickly pulled out his small wallet, took out a hundred-yuan bill and handed it to the girl.

"Looks like I'm supposed to take the money. ”

Han Zhifeng hurriedly pulled out his wallet.

"No, your house, that, it's very inconvenient. ”

Cheng Lan looked at the girl on the side, she didn't say much when outsiders were present.

However, Han Zhifeng understood what she meant, he was from the mining area, his parents were not around, and it was difficult at home, which was something that everyone in the class knew. She didn't want him to spend more.

As for Han Zhifeng's mobile phone, I heard Zhang Zeng say that it was not given by someone else, in order to contact his parents for convenience, Cheng Lan's simplicity determined that she didn't think much about it at all.

Han Zhifeng was stunned, what a good girl, he suddenly found that he was a poor student in Cheng Lan's heart, a down-and-out child in the mining area, just like Cheng Lan still liked him, Cheng Lan didn't care about his family background at all, he just fell in love with him as a person.

Han Zhifeng had mixed feelings for a while, he wanted to miss such a good girl, he laughed at the phrase "making people in the past", and at this moment he was savoring its true meaning in bitterness.

The girl on the side chuckled, squinted at Han Zhifeng, took the money and left, in her opinion, this is another soft rice eater.

How could Han Zhifeng care about her.

While waiting, the song of you at the same table in the hall sounded, Cheng Lan listened with his hands and cheeks on his hands, the artistic conception of the lyrics and songs was somewhat similar to the situation of the two, and Cheng Lan couldn't help but be a little stupid when he listened.

Tomorrow do you recall the diary you wrote yesterday

。。。。。

I also happened to flip through old photos before I remembered you at the same table

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Cheng Lan's eyes couldn't help but be full of tears, and she whimpered a little,

"Will you think of me in the future, won't you remember it after flipping through the photos? ”

Saying this, Cheng Lan's eyes couldn't help but dim, she knew that she and Han Zhifeng couldn't talk about the future, they were still high school students, and her father was still running her to go abroad, once she went abroad, time flies, vicissitudes, she and Han Zhifeng don't know if there will be such a sweet reunion again, maybe he has a new lover, maybe...

If it weren't for the feeling in her heart, if it weren't for the imminent separation, the girl's reserve would never have made her say these words.

Han Zhifeng looked at the somewhat sad girl opposite and knew that he had to do something.