Meteors passed quickly, leaving a few afterimages in the vast sky.
On the top of the mountain, Lin Qinian tugged on the corner of Shen Que's clothes: "Hurry up and make a wish."
"How many can I ask for?"
"... Three, maybe."
Shen Que blinked, and his breath condensed into snow-white mist in the air.
"The first wish is for world peace."
"The second wish is for the prosperity of the motherland."
"The third wish, I hope... I can make three more wishes."
…
Shen Que wrinkled his nose and sneezed loudly. He asked the people around him in a daze: "Qinian, am I a little greedy?"
Lin Qinian hugged Shen Que, who sneezed and knocked him unconscious, and nodded seriously:
"Indeed."
"But if you beg me, I can consider calling the sky and asking them to throw down three more small meteors, so that you can make three more wishes."
County literature, at the end of the year, updated by chance
Lin Qinian × Shen Que
Purpose: live a good life