After eating Chaos, the two of them didn't go back immediately, Shen Muhan took Lin Shuang's hand and kept walking forward in the dim light, and the more they went, the more people came.

They all rushed in one direction, and the streets at night suddenly became less quiet and lonely, and became lively.

After walking for about ten minutes, everyone gathered in a large square, the big screen in the center of the square was showing a certain kind of jewelry advertisement, the street lamps of different shapes were lit with misty incandescent light, and the camphor trees on both sides were covered in fine pieces, and the whole square was so beautiful that it was like a fairyland in a painting.

The crowd gathered in piles of three or five, and when Shen Muhan led Lin Shuang over, she saw those exquisite fountains, with broken light sprinkled on them, and the sparkling waves even compared to the stars in the sky.

Shen Muhan led her and took two steps inside.

"Three"

"Two"

"One"

As Shen Muhan's beautiful voice fell, the fountain closest to them in the middle suddenly roared, and the water column rose into the sky, intertwined into a delicate pattern in the air, and then quickly fell again.

The water vapor brought by the fountain drifted in the air, wet, hitting the faces and hair of the onlookers, wet and slightly cool.

Amid the excited cheers of the onlookers, several small fountains around them rose into the air at the same time, and the white water columns were like dragons swimming in the light, quickly intertwining into a heart shape, a crescent moon, and then falling in unison.

A bigger mist hit the face.

Shen Muhan suddenly took her hand and pulled her out of the crowd, walked to a flower bed far away from the fountain and stopped.

He sat down on the reddish-brown and white-spotted tiles of the flower bed, reached out and took her hand, and looked up at her slightly.

"Are you tired?" He smiled.

Lin Shuang didn't say anything and moved to sit down next to Shen Muhan, his hand was still gently held in his palm, his hand was always warm and warm.

"Is it cold?" He reached out and ran her hair.

Lin Shuang shook his head, "It's not cold"

Shen Muhan smiled lightly again, then reached out and straightened her collar, and his fingers touched her neck intentionally or unintentionally.

She subconsciously shrank.

Shen Muhan glanced down at her again, didn't speak, and turned his gaze to the fountain that was still operating.

Lin Shuang also continued to look at the fountains.

The enthusiasm of the crowd was obviously not as good as it had begun, and the crowds of people who were piled up around had dispersed, and only occasionally one or two who were late were still taking pictures.

Just when Lin Shuang began to be bored in a daze, her eyes suddenly lit up, and there was a snap, the crisp sound of fireworks exploding, and when she looked up in surprise, she only saw strands of golden threads that glowed red from the night sky.

Countless fireworks rushed into the night sky, snorting, like a beautiful flower blooming in the air, almost dyeing the entire night sky red.

The long firelight drew delicate arcs, intertwined with each other, and then fell to the ground with a faint tail note.

Although it is only for a moment, it has passed thousands of years, and it is thrilling and breathtaking, and it is overwhelming.

"Isn't it good?"

Shen Muhan's voice suddenly came from his ears, soft, gentle, and very good.

Lin Shuang subconsciously snorted.

Without turning her head, a large number of fireworks bloomed in her eyes, withering, and the flickering light fell on her face, and her eyelashes trembled.

That's probably what Mu Ruo Qiubo is referring to.

Shen Muhan's eyes lit up, he moved his body and reached out to touch her face, "I like it very much?" He asked again.

Lin Shuang hummed again and asked casually, "What about you?" ”

"I don't like it, since I can't keep it, it's better not to love it" Shen Muhan seemed to pause, and his voice suddenly became cold.

Lin Shuang was stunned, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Shen Muhan.

You can't take your eyes off it with just one glance.

Shen Muhan was sitting under the shade of a tree in a black coat, there were flickering lights floating on him, fireworks staining his face, and the whole world was in his eyes.

He seemed to be sitting in the moonlight, his eyes were quiet and far-reaching, and his body seemed to be shrouded in the coldness of pear blossoms, and it seemed to hide the gentleness of the moonlight.

She suddenly remembered a lyric.

"The country is so beautiful, it can't compare to you"

Shen Muhan didn't speak, just looked at her, looking at her very gently.

"There's something on the dress," he chuckled, then leaned over and reached down to remove the leaves that had fallen on her shoulder.

Lin Shuang froze, looked at his back, and didn't dare to move,

It seemed that after a long time she sensitively sensed that his breath was getting closer, and right in her ear, there seemed to be a cool skin brushing against the right side of her face.

The ears burned instantly, and the whole person began to panic.

It was like the tip of her heart was being held, and this close contact made her feel like trembling, and then she saw his dark eyes and himself in his eyes from the clouds.

Shen Muhan gently held her face and slowly lowered his head and leaned over.

At this critical moment, she felt an itch in her nose when she was nervous, lowered her head and covered her mouth and sneezed.

The air seemed to freeze, and it was so quiet that it was heartwarming.

Lin Shuang rubbed her nose and looked up at Shen Muhan's face in embarrassment.

Shen Muhan sat next to him, very close, staring at her with deep eyes, without speaking or moving.

"I seem to have a cold," she said, her voice muffled.

Shen Muhan squinted his eyes, and the smile spread from the corner of his mouth all the way to the bottom of his eyes, seeing Lin Shuang dizzy for a while, and then he held her chin with one hand and put the other hand around her back, pulling her closer to the side and blocking her mouth.

He bit her lip lightly, then picked his teeth open, pressing step by step, leaving no room for her to resist, Lin Shuang only felt that all the strength of his body was sucked away by him.

She could only obediently be held in his arms, and after a while she subconsciously reached out to put her arms around his neck, and couldn't help but tilt her head awkwardly and want to respond.

I don't know how long it has been, Shen Muhan let go of her, Lin Shuang's body was soft and leaned on his arms and panted softly, he gently hugged her, and his breathing was still a little messy.

Thinking of her bold move, she blushed and was ashamed.

She actually responded.

Shen Muhan seemed to sense something, he looked down at her, and stretched out his hand to stroke her long hair one by one.

Lin Shuang was stunned.

It's as if she's a cat or a dog.

"What's wrong?" He lifted her face, then reached out to brush the hair from her face.

Lin Shuang sniffed, "I really have a cold"

"Go back and buy medicine for you, don't be in a hurry to take off your clothes" Shen Muhan glanced at her.

Lin Shuang was embarrassed again, and the second half of the sentence didn't sound right.

But that's not what she's going to say......

Shen Muhan looked like he understood her again, he patted her head and smiled, "I haven't tried to catch a cold with others yet."

So he means he wants to catch a cold with her?

Lin Shuang's heartbeat suddenly became cheerful, she looked up at Shen Muhan, and the joy and sweetness in her heart spread to the bottom of her eyes, so that her eyes were as soft as water when she looked at him.

In the end, Shen Muhan took out a bicycle from the roadside parking shed with a car borrowing card, and she sat in the back seat, never daring to reach out and grab the corner of his clothes.

Her last memory of that day was his hand coming around from the front to hold hers, and he carried her forward in the sleepy light of the night.

At that time, he didn't think about stopping or looking back, he just wanted to hold her hand and keep moving forward, forward.