At this time, the city was brightly lit, the red lanterns that were clearly extinguished hung high under the eaves of each house, and the sound of the bell and the flute lingered, carrying a nameless aroma, which drifted to all corners in the evening breeze.

"What is this?" Cheng Shuiyao curiously pointed to a uniquely shaped jewelry on the stall and asked the lady who set up the stall.

"It's a knot of one heart." For the first time, the eldest lady saw such a matching pair, and hurriedly beckoned them to stretch out her hand and put on concentric knots for them.

The two concentric knots under the unique weaving technique can be cleverly combined into one to form a pattern of Lotus Tielian.

"It's amazing," Cheng Shuiyao reached out and touched the concentric knot, and looked at Xiao Ji with a smile, "Let's buy one." ”

"Hmm." Xiao Ji nodded briskly, put down a silver ingot directly, and smiled at the eldest lady.

"This young man is so handsome!" The eldest lady smiled happily and hurriedly stuffed a fruit into Cheng Shuiyao's hand.

"This fruit is not the other fruit." The eldest lady pursed her mouth, with a bit of ridicule in her eyes.

"Huh?" Cheng Shuiyao didn't react, and looked at Xiao Ji in confusion.

Xiao Ji smiled lightly, waved at the eldest lady, and then pulled Cheng Shuiyao away.

"What kind of fruit is this?" Cheng Shuiyao spoke relentlessly, wanting to get an answer.

"Results." Xiao Ji spoke inscrutablely, and then stopped paying attention to Cheng Shuiyao and turned around calmly.

"If you don't say it, you won't say it," Cheng Shuiyao said angrily, "I'll ask myself when I turn around." ”

"Muttering about what?" Xiao Ji took a few steps, looked back and saw that Cheng Shuiyao was still in place, and spoke a little helplessly.

"Come on!" Cheng Shuiyao collected the fruit and spread it directly.

The whole street was in a lively and cheerful atmosphere, the sound of firecrackers crackled, splashing a little spark, Cheng Shuiyao jumped away with a smile, and suddenly had the idea of setting off fireworks.

Xiao Ji has always been accustomed to Cheng Shuiyao, and when she saw her staring at the firecrackers in the child's hand with a longing expression, she carefully picked a beautiful trick and bought it for her.

Cheng Shuiyao smiled, with a bright smile in her eyes, and hurriedly made an incense candle and lit the fireworks.

Vermilion fireworks burst into the sky, and it was extremely festive to look at.

Cheng Shuiyao clapped her hands excitedly and turned her head to say something to Xiao Ji, but Xiao Ji seriously held her shoulders and asked her to turn around.

Cheng Shuiyao turned around for some reason, but saw countless Kong Ming lanterns flying from the surface of the lake, and a little orange light slowly flew into the sky, running into the distance with the wishes of the blessed people.

"Do you want it?" Xiao Ji saw that she was stupid, and lowered her head to speak in her ear.

The warm air flow swept through his ears, Cheng Shuiyao's face turned red, nodded slightly, and followed Xiao Ji to the bridge.

"Girl, write a word." The aunt who sold Kong Ming lanterns had a kind face and handed the brush to Cheng Shuiyao.

Cheng Shuiyao looked at the brush and was worried, silently recalling the broken words in his hand, and he was a little at a loss.

"I'll write it with you." Xiao Ji didn't know when she stood behind her, leaned over slightly, and held Cheng Shuiyao's hand.

"What do you want to write?" Xiao Ji looked sideways, looking at Cheng Shuiyao's good-looking eyebrows and eyes, and there was a little more tenderness in her tone.

"Just write ......" Cheng Shuiyao was slightly stunned, and then spoke, "It's a long time." ”

Xiao Ji nodded, then lightly dipped the tip of the pen in ink and wrote these four big characters on the lamp.

Cheng Shuiyao looked at the written Kong Ming lantern, a little in love, and still didn't want to let go of the ink after blowing it for a long time.

"Girl, this Kong Ming lantern flies into the sky, and the goddess will help you realize your wishes." The aunt smiled, took the lantern from Cheng Shuiyao's hand, and lit a fire for it.

Cheng Shuiyao watched the lamp slowly rise, as if she suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed it.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Ji didn't know what she was going to do, and subconsciously looked down at her.

"Secret!" Cheng Shuiyao smiled, then picked up the pen and quickly wrote something, and reopened his hand.

Xiao Ji wanted to see what she wrote, but Kong Ming's lantern had already flown to a height beyond his reach, so he could only give up.

"What was written?" Although Xiao Ji knew that Cheng Shuiyao didn't want to let him know, he still wanted to ask something.

"It's all said, secret!" Cheng Shuiyao spoke mysteriously, and when she saw that Xiao Ji was a little helpless, she shook her head happily.

"You girl." Xiao Ji seemed helpless and spoiled, touched Cheng Shuiyao's hair casually, and pulled her away.

"Ten thousand lights are bright, and under each light is a different life expectation." Cheng Shuiyao stood at the water's edge, looking at the people playing on the ice, and suddenly sighed.

"I didn't know you still had this knowledge." Xiao Ji spoke narrowly, with a little more ridicule in his eyes.

"I'm good, okay?" Cheng Shuiyao rolled her eyes, and then looked at the girl playing the piano on the side.

This girl is dressed in red, her makeup is more exquisite, and she looks extremely bright.

The girl noticed Cheng Shuiyao's gaze, subconsciously raised her head, and looked at each other with Cheng Shuiyao.

"Madame wants to try?" The girl took the initiative to get up and gave up her seat with a smile.

Cheng Shuiyao saluted when she heard the words, then sat in front of the guqin, plucked the strings with her slender fingers, and a song slowly flowed out from under her hand.

When the girl heard this, she subconsciously looked up at Xiao Ji, and the corners of her mouth directly raised an arc.

Xiao Ji doesn't know the guqin, and he doesn't have much research on it, but just looking at the girl's expression, he knows that this song is not a common tune.

When Cheng Shuiyao's song ended, Shi Shiran got up and saluted the girl again.

"Madame has a heart," the girl smiled heartily and looked at Xiao Ji behind Cheng Shuiyao, "It's just that this son may not understand very well." ”

"Really?" Cheng Shuiyao didn't expect that talking in the middle of the night was equivalent to a white bullet, and looked back at Xiao Ji in surprise.

She didn't think that Xiao Ji might not know about music.

Xiao Ji's face was as usual, but there was a little more apology in his tone, "I really don't understand." ”

Cheng Shuiyao rolled her eyes, and was just about to reach out to hammer him, but the girl suddenly smiled lightly and said, "The name of this song is "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", and the son can remember it." ”

"Phoenix Seeking Phoenix"?

Xiao Ji suddenly realized and nodded again and again.

Although he is not good at music, he still knows the tune.

"The person you love is in front of you, and it is inevitable that Mrs. will play this song," the girl saw that Xiao Ji already knew this song, so she turned to Cheng Shuiyao with a smile, "I am playing the piano here today, just because I happened to meet someone who is destined, and you and I have a fate, so I will give you this." ”

The girl smiled slightly, and took out a pair of jade flutes from her sleeves.

"There's something in this thing, but I can't say more, if the two of you are in danger, this thing may be able to save your life."

"This is ......" Cheng Shuiyao took it and took a look, suddenly his heart moved, and he looked at the girl eagerly, "Ling Zun has ever set up a stall on the street?" ”

Her words directly made the girl stunned for a moment, and only after half a voice did she speak, "Do you know my father?" ”