"By the way, I was handed leaflets three times by the same person."
"Really or not?"
"Yeah, the same girl in Hanfu."
"You have a really good memory~ You are a beauty, right?"
Tong Ming hesitated for a moment, with a suspicious twitch in the corner of his mouth: "No."
"We are so destined to know each other?"
"Yeah, we're getting acquainted."
Xiyue rolled her eyes, "It can't be me?!"
"What do you think, idiot~" Tong Ming also had the urge to roll his eyes, but considering the image of the People's Liberation Army, he resisted.
There is no outline, just write whatever comes to mind, mainly to write about Hanfu and traditional festivals.