After the battle at the Imperial Capital Academy, he went to Aoba Academy to fight with his opponent.

After some grappling, Aoba defeated his opponent and qualified for the finals.

The final match, Aoba Gakuin VS Teikyo Gakuin, will be held in two days.

Because tomorrow is the traditional festival of Shu, the Prayer Festival.

A day needs to be set aside for people to celebrate this traditional holiday.

"Prayer Festival, as the name suggests, is a festival of prayer for fate." Lou Changxing was indomitable, and looked at Leng Mingyue with sincere eyes:

"On the day of the festival, young men and women make their own food called 'Yuan Cake' and exchange it with each other."

"But the filling of this bread is bitter." Leng Huaijin thought of the introduction he had read in a book:

"It means: I have tasted the bitterness of this life with you, and since then, everything is sweet."

Lou Changxing nodded, and didn't hint at it, and directly stated:

"Miss Leng, I'll ...... tomorrow"

"I'm sorry." Leng Mingyue interrupted Lou Changxing's words, and smiled gently: "I have something to do tomorrow." ”

Not the same.

Being pursued by other men is different from the feeling of being pursued by Shen Lichuan.

Lou Changxing is very good in all aspects, and Lou Changxing has never given up.

But she didn't have that strange emotion.

It's not because she's been alone for too long to fit in.

"Unaccompanied." She bowed her head and walked away.

-

The night before the Prayer Festival, up and down the city, the lanterns are colorful.

The red lanterns, festive and ambiguous, illuminate the city as a city that never sleeps.

Because of the large number of young students in the city, the flour in the grain and oil stores was sold out.

How many people are blushing and ashamed, drawing scoops in the kitchen according to gourds, making so-called "edge cakes".

Leng Mingyue was lying on the edge of the window, tilting her head to stare at the stars that were flickering and disappearing in the sky.

Shen Lichuan shouldn't be in Yuncheng.

Leng Mingyue bent her almond eyes.

Day 2.

Early in the morning, there was a lot of noise.

From the street to the end of the street, you can see men and women either boldly holding hands or walking side by side.

The hawker's business is extremely prosperous, and Yuncheng is rarely less of the atmosphere of-for-tat competition and more harmonious and inclusive.

At dusk, more and more people are moving closer to the moat and lining up to put river lanterns.

On the first floor of Tongxin Inn, Lou Changxing asked the shopkeeper: "Is Miss Leng here?" ”

He didn't give up, and he wanted to fight for the last chance.

Without waiting for the shopkeeper to reply, Leng Mingyue came out of the window and escaped this love disaster.

Before leaving, she brought a hat to avoid being pointed out and watched.

People are afraid of being famous, and pigs are afraid of being strong.

Leng Mingyue walked aimlessly on the bustling streets, sniffing the cool early autumn air, and occasionally rummaging through the goods of street vendors.

"I said girl." The old woman who sold the sachet said: "Are you in conflict with your little friend?" ”

Leng Mingyue under the hat laughed: "I don't have a good look." ”

"Really?" The old woman pointed to the back of a tree not far away: "But there seems to be someone there who has been watching you." ”

Leng Mingyue turned around and lifted the veil of her hat, only to see a snow-white corner of her clothes flashing behind the tree.

"Hey, why did you run away?" The old woman retracted her gaze and looked at Leng Mingyue:

"Auntie...... Eh, why are you gone? ”

-

On the embankment away from the crowd, the man's figure flashed quickly, until a delicate voice came from behind him:

"Shen Lichuan, stand still, what are you running?"

The man's footsteps paused, and the next moment, Leng Mingyue, who was wearing a hood, walked in front of him.

"Am I that scary?" The woman took off her hat, not noticing that the brim of the hat had taken away the hairband with green silk.

A head of green hair, spread out like a waterfall, lined with the dark sky, like a bewitching fairy who will appear in the night.

Her eyes were seven points of coquettishness and three points of thin anger, and her voice was soft and sweet.