Ling Zhi said so, and Hongxi didn't want to say anything more, she took a few flower notes in her hand to Ling Zhi: "Oh, Miss, this is what I won when I just competed." ”

The paper is delicately cut into beautiful shapes, and there is lace drawn by the painter with pen and ink, and if you close to the tip of your nose, you can smell a faint fragrance of flowers.

Hongxi explained to Ling Zhi: "Use this flower note to write the name of the person you like, and then hang it on this tree, and the flower god can bless you to become a family member in the end." ”

"It's not the Qixi Festival, what are you doing here." Ling Zhi stuffed the flower note back to Hongxi.

Hongxi stuffed the paper back to Ling Zhi: "Such a beautiful paper, if you don't write it in vain, you can't write it, Miss, if you don't have a favorite person, you can write your own name." ”

"Okay."

Ling Zhi counted the flower notes in her hand, there were exactly three, she gave one to Hongxi, and another to Qi Zhileng: "Do you want it?" ”

"Yes." Qi Zhi took it happily.

The three of them went to the red line tree and borrowed a pen from the stall owner who sold the red thread, wrote down their names far away, then folded them, put them on with the red thread, and asked the stall owner to hang them on the tree.

"Sister Lingzhi, whose name did you write?" Pray for Leng to ask Ling Zhidao.

"I don't have anyone I like, of course it's me." Ling Zhi said with a smile, she didn't ask Qi Zhileng whose name it was, otherwise if he said that it was her name, Ling Zhi wouldn't know how to answer.

In the distance, a gong and drum suddenly shouted: "The show has begun!" ”

"Miss, there's a show, let's go see the show." Hongxi said excitedly to Ling Zhi, and asked Qi Zhileng again, "Do you want the three princes to go together?" ”

"Okay, I'll follow you." Pray for cold words.

Hongxi pulled Ling Zhi and jumped into the crowd, thinking that Qi Zhileng was following behind, so he didn't pay attention to him, but he didn't know that Qi Zhileng stood in place and didn't move at all.

When the crowd was almost surging to the other side of the stage, and there were many people near the red line tree, a thin silver light flew towards the red line tree in Qi Zhileng's hand, and then a flower note wearing the red line fell.

He reached out to catch it, opened it and saw that the beautiful font fell into his eyes:

spark

Suddenly, he smiled, the corners of his lips curled, clean and gentle.

The performances on the stage are all traditional programs that the folk like to see, acrobatics, singing and dancing, and opera, and the people are applauding, and Ling Zhi also thinks that these programs are a bit interesting, and it is the first time she has seen this kind of traditional stage.

Ling Zhi turned her head to look behind her, but she didn't see Qi Zhileng's figure, she asked Hongxi, "Have you seen the third prince?" ”

Hongxi shook her head: "Didn't he say to follow us just now?" Is it too many people to follow? ”

There are so many people, it is indeed very likely that they were dispersed by the crowd, Ling Zhi glanced at the crowd worriedly, and did not see Qi Zhi Leng's figure, and then thought, Qi Zhi Leng is just weak and sick, and he is not a child, so he will not get lost or something.

When he was looking for Qi Zhileng's figure, the cheerful music of Erhu suddenly came from the stage and attracted Ling Zhi's attention.

This music ...... Sounds familiar......

Ling Zhi's eyebrows jumped a few times, and when he looked at the stage, he saw that Ye Ranran was standing on the stage, dancing social shaking, and the people on the side were pulling him to play erhu accompaniment.

Ling Zhi: ⊙o⊙...