To The Lovely You

   Their love is as gorgeous as fireworks. She hopes that they will hold hands like this for the rest of their lives and watch the most beautiful fireworks together...

  Thinking of this, she squeezed Luo Yichen's hand tightly, turned to look at him and said with a smile, "Happy New Year!"

   Then, she heard Luo Yichen's low voice coming with the wind: "Happy New Year!"

  The wind blew his bangs, revealing his pair of phoenix eyes that were deeper than the night sky. In the dark pupils, the sky is full of fireworks.

   And among the fireworks that kept rising and disappearing, Su Rourou saw her figure.

   Su Rourou suddenly felt an urge in her heart, she wanted to hug him tightly and feel him.

   When she thought about it, she had already done it: "Luo Yichen, we must always be together."

  Luo Yichen was stunned for a moment, looking at the little man in his arms, a gentle smile formed on the corner of his mouth. He reached out and slowly wrapped his arms around her thin shoulders, tightening his arms little by little.

   "Okay, I will spoil and love you all my life, and I will never leave you." He put his chin on top of her head and whispered softly.

  Behind them, there is a boundless vast starry sky.

  The fireworks rose little by little, and after reaching the highest sky, the most beautiful moment of their life bloomed, and then quickly turned into blue smoke and disappeared into the night.

   Under the big tree in front of Su Rourou's house, there was a huge heart-shaped firework.

  Ke Shaoze was wearing a black jacket, blending in with the night. Only those bright eyes shone brightly in the dark.

   He crouched down and lit the fireworks bit by bit. Looking at the hissing sparks emerging from the fuse, he quickly stood up and retreated back under the big tree.

   With a loud noise, the fireworks slowly took off, and finally drew a heart-shaped fireworks in the bright night sky.

   Looking at the heart in the night sky, Ke Shaoze touched his chest, looked at the direction of Su Rou Rou's room, and whispered, "Brother Rou, Happy New Year..."

  She should have seen the New Year's fireworks he lit for her? Those represented the thoughts he couldn't express to her.

   On the rooftop, Su Rou Rou excitedly raised her head from Luo Yichen's arms: "Wow, heart-shaped fireworks! Who is so romantic? Which girl do you want to confess to?"

  Luo Yichen pinched her cheek: "Are you implying me?"

  Su Rourou thought for a while, and suddenly felt that she was at a loss. Although he has confessed to her many times, he is not creative at all...

  How could he be kidnapped by him so easily? He even stole his heart from being kissed?

   All blame Luo Yichen for being so black, she couldn't stand it at all!

   "If you think so, that's it!" She turned her head and muttered to herself, "Everyone confesses that they have flowers and candles, but I don't have anything..."

  Luo Yichen hugged her from behind, rubbing his chin on her face a few times: "So some people have always been resentful!"

   "Humph!" Su Rourou snorted from her nose, but the corners of her mouth rose.

  Luo Yichen held her hand tighter and tighter: "What an idiot..."

   He has done so much for her and guarded her silently for so long, isn't it enough to show his heart?

  Girls, he still likes romance... It seems that he has to make himself romantic.