"Sui Chang'an, do you love me?"
"Love."
"Really? I don't believe it."
He Yuan Dingran looked at Sui Changan. The river surface was silent at night, and the wind dispersed the noise in the distance, but it could not disperse the prayer in He Yuan's eyes.
Sui Changan pulled He Yuan's scarf, bent down slightly, lowered his head very gently and kissed the corner of the mouth of the person in his arms, as if this kiss had never existed.
Seeing the shyness spreading in He Yuan's eyes, Sui Changan tightened his arms, ignored the scarf that was blown around by the wind, and whispered: "I only have you, and I only love you."
The shame in He Yuan's eyes dissipated a little, she lowered her eyelids, hummed softly, then raised her head and looked at the dim lights across the river.
Sui Chang'an noticed the sudden depression of the man in his arms, but he didn't say anything. He just arched his head against He Yuan's neck, like a large dog acting coquettishly towards its owner.
Sui Changan's breath fell lightly on He Yuan's neck. After a long time, he suddenly moved his head and lay next to He Yuan's ear: "A Yuan, Happy New Year."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a huge, magnificent spark that seemed to swallow up the entire city exploded in the sky above the opposite river bank - fireworks.
But in He Yuan's mind, which had just been called back to consciousness by Sui Chang'an, all that was left was the fleeting surprise and the loud noise that followed.
Sui Changan looked at the reflected shining eyes, focused and affectionate, with a faint smile on his lips, and his arms around He Yuan weakly.
I love you not because I only have you.
Intention: What you said does not exist, you are loving me in another corner.