"I can't hear clearly," Xu Chaomu said softly.
Xia Chuqing looked at her slyly, evidently understanding, and deliberately drew out her tone, "Oh…"
Xia Chuqing knew Xu Chaomu's background; the only person who could be calling her at this time must be a suitor.
"What are you 'oh-ing' about? I'm serious. With so much noise, who can hear clearly?" Xu Chaomu pouted.
"What do you mean noise? Don't you think the sound of the fireworks is beautiful? No sense of romance," Xia Chuqing also pouted.
Speaking of which, Xu Chaomu was hopping joyfully by the riverside, watching the fireworks.
The fireworks were beautiful, exploding in the sky into countless different shapes—roses, stars, umbrellas… all kinds, colorful, pretty, and dazzling.
On the riverside, many couples were especially excited, the girls screaming with laughter while the boys looked on adoringly at their girlfriends.
Some bolder couples were even kissing openly in front of everyone, not caring at all.
