This year is the first Qixi Festival that Tang Song and Yuan Qing have spent together.

Think about the past, the Tang and Song dynasties chased the Yuan and Ming dynasties for various reasons, and the Yuan and Qing dynasties also adhered to the Tang and Song dynasties for various reasons, and in this way, their Qixi Festival was over. Later, due to the problem of identity, the Yuan and Qing dynasties always deliberately avoided the Tang and Song dynasties, and this festival gradually faded, and the Tang and Song dynasties had long lost their original significance.

"Song Song, I will make up for the Qixi Festival that I owe you." When he got up early in the morning and saw Yuan Qing, he said.

Tang Song doesn't want to be extravagant for the time being, she just hopes that the two can be together this year.

"What are we doing today?" Tang and Song were accustomed to the temperature of Yuan Qing's palm, and naturally relied on the reluctance to let go.

Yuan Qing was a little embarrassed and said, "Uh...... It's all up to you. ”

"Huh? You can't be so hasty! ”

"Then I should?"

"What do you want to do now?"

Yuan Qing stared at Tang Song very seriously and thought for a while, and said seriously: "I want to hold hands with you." ”

“…… Stupid. Tang Song was powerless to complain, but at that moment he suspected that he was in love with a kindergarten child.

"I'm the cutest in the whole kindergarten, and I'm not stupid at all!" seems to have read through Tang and Song's thoughts, and a sturdy boy of a certain meter eighty-five began to sell cuteness.

Tang Song raised the clasped hands of the two in disgust and said, "Now your wish has come true, and then what?" ”

The two looked at each other, one didn't know what to say, and the other was powerless to ask again.

"Come with me for a walk." Just when Yuan Qing was so annoyed that he wanted to pump himself, Tang Song said.

"Okay."

The two of them just held hands and pressed the road.

"Brother, buy a flower for my sister." The little girl who sells flowers on Tanabata is as common as the love chocolates that can be seen everywhere in the supermarket.

Yuan Qing nodded, squatted down and picked out the most delicate rose and handed it to Tang Song. The little girl took the money and hopped away.

Yuan Qing continued to lead Tang and Song to go, but the sky was not beautiful, but the blue sky and white clouds were clear but it suddenly rained, and Yuan Qing hurriedly tried to find a way to protect Tang and Song. Eventually, they found a place to hide from the rain, but they were soaking wet.

Yuan Qing was even more annoyed, lowered his head and said, "Song Song, I'm sorry...... This Tanabata was messed up by me......"

Tang Song raised his head and smiled helplessly. She stood on tiptoe, cupped Yuan Qing's face with both hands, and forced him to look at her.

"It's okay, I don't blame you."

"......"

Tang Song didn't want him to continue to apologize, she tried harder to stand on tiptoe, closed her eyes and sealed his lips. Yuan Qing was shocked, but then gradually reacted and hugged him tightly, even the soaked clothes were not so cold at the moment.

The rain quietly stopped, and the tears after seeing the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl also stopped.

[Happy Tanabata readers ( ー̀εー́ ) Ran Goose Gu Yeyue has no feeling for Tanabata, but this year's rice festival just happened to meet Tanabata, so today is very hilarious]