Tang Youjia walked alone on the street and looked at the flowers. He looked up at the various lanterns all over the street and sighed helplessly. He didn't know what was so good about these lanterns. He walked to the sparsely populated river and sat down leaning on a big stone higher than his head. He mentally calculated how long it would take before he could return to Tang Mansion.
At this time, a familiar voice came from the back of the big stone, and Tang Youjia couldn't help but be startled.
"You... What are you doing?" Tang Siya pulled back the hand that was bitten by him and looked at him in surprise.
"Do you really not remember?" Huangfu Mo looked at her expression, trying to see something strange in it, "That's what you did to me back then, I just gave it back to you."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Tang Siya looked at him with confusion in her eyes. The current Huangfu Mo was something she had never seen before. His eyes were less rebellious and more gentle and doting. She couldn't help but feel something in her heart. It turned out that she was just like an ordinary woman, so easy to fall in love with him.