Chapter 18. Fireworks

Feng Yi walked over and subconsciously carried his pocket behind him.

He nodded to Zhou Zhe, Zhou Zhe frowned.

"You came with him?" Zhou Zhe knew that Qiao Li must have come here for a date, but he didn't expect the date to be this young man.

Qiao Li stood up, walked to Feng Yi's side and said to Zhou Zhe, "Let me introduce you formally. Feng Yi, my boyfriend."

Zhou Zhe was really surprised at this time, and after confirming that Qiao Li was not joking, he stopped smiling.

He glanced at the bag behind Feng Yi, and saw the pair of shoes that he couldn't bear to look directly at.

He was about to laugh out loud. Buying such shoes for Qiao Li, he really didn't know her well.

They have been together for seven years, and he has never seen her without makeup, never seen her speak swear words, and never seen her when she doesn't pay attention to her image. Her tightness is etched into her bones, and even if the sky falls, she will calmly touch up her makeup.

He threw the mineral water bottle into Feng Yi's arms, and the latter reached out to catch it subconsciously.

Zhou Zhe patted Feng Yi on the shoulder and acted as an adult: "Don't buy her a drink next time."

Feng Yi was so angry that he wanted to reply, "Who do you think you are?", but he held back.

Watching Zhou Zhe walk away, he snatched the sweet drink from Qiao Li's hand, finished it in one breath, and said, "I'm dying of thirst."

As if nothing happened, he unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle and handed it to Qiao Li: "Drink water?"

The heartless look he pretended to be was really bad acting. She pushed the mineral water bottle back to him: "He's my ex-boyfriend."

Feng Yi froze, took a second to react, and said in a panic, "Well, uh, I see."

Qiao Li did not intend to evade this topic: "I've been with him for seven years."

Feng Yi was even more flustered, Qiao Li said before he was thinking about it: "I think you are qualified to know, if you mind—"

"I don't mind! Of course I don't!" He subconsciously raised his voice, and then quickly softened, his head was sluggish, like a big golden retriever whose hair is no longer shiny after wandering.

"I'm just jealous." His voice was muffled. "You're already in love, and I'm still playing in the mud."

Qiao Li smiled and said, "You still play with mud at the age of eleven?"

"...That's what it means anyway." He squeezed the mineral water bottle in his hand, "I feel like I've missed a very important time in your life."

He was not used to this topic, and talking about it made him feel the fragility and uncertainty of their relationship, he staggered bluntly: "Ah, by the way, when I came, I saw that there were fewer people in the queue, of course, you If we don’t want to queue, we can just wander around.”

Qiao Li said no more.

Feng Yi put his pocket behind him, wishing he could deal with Donald Duck's shoes as quickly as he dealt with the sweet drink.

No matter how gloomy he is inside, he still looks full of energy on the surface, as if he will never tire.

The two passed the time, and Qiao Li was looking forward to the fireworks show at night.

It wasn't that she wanted to watch fireworks, but she was really tired after walking around all day. No matter how she was used to wearing high heels, standing like this all day would be torture.

Feng Yi was restless for a day, and he was also relieved.

Both are looking forward to the end of today's not so good date.

The fireworks burst into the sky suddenly, and the splendid streamer sprinkled the sky, like a vast galaxy, reflecting the castle under the starlight, as if stepping into a fairy tale.

The crowd of people at this time has also become a corner of the scenery. They are willing to detach from reality and devote themselves to the dream woven by the fireworks at this moment.

Qiao Li felt that she was not romantic enough, and she still couldn't fully devote herself to this situation.

The colorful fireworks made the light on her face flicker and dim. She looked up at the fireworks quietly. She didn't dance and laugh like other people, but it looked better than the stars in the sky.

Feng Yi suddenly leaned into her ear and said, "I'm sorry."

Qiao Li was stunned for a moment, her eyes shifted from the fireworks to Feng Yi's face, seeing his tangled and guilty face, she suddenly burst out laughing.

"I thought I was the only one not paying attention."

Feng Yi still wanted to say something, he organized the language, his expression was gloomy, and his body was enveloped in a low atmosphere, which was really not like him.

Qiao Li stopped laughing and rubbed Feng Yi's head. He didn't expect it, so he squatted down subconsciously.

She pinched his ears again, and he loosened his slightly frowning eyebrows, and the tight corners of his mouth also relaxed.

"It's my problem." She was keen enough to know what Feng Yi was thinking.

Two people who were not romantic enough ignored the sky and looked at each other in the noise.

"My feet are very tired." She let go of Feng Yi's hot earlobes from being rubbed.

Feng Yi's slackened nerves tensed up again, and his guilt surged up again.

Qiao Li smiled helplessly: "Aren't you going to save my feet?"

Feng Yi showed a puzzled look: "Am I carrying you?"

"What about the shoes?"

"Ah?" He suddenly straightened up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "You? I, do you want shoes?"

After the fireworks show ended, everyone stayed where they were, only the two of them stood in the outer circle and left decisively.

Feng Yi awkwardly didn't want to take out his shoes, as if he would never take them out, his naive and stupid side would not be revealed.

Qiao Li took the pocket from his back, but he didn't dare to push her away.

She put Donald Duck shoes on the ground, and when she saw that she was about to take off her high heels, Feng Yi immediately supported her.

He was very strong, holding Qiao Li's hot and powerful hand, and changing shoes with no difficulty, in his eyes, was more difficult than walking a tightrope, for fear that she would fall.

Qiao Li never imagined that she would wear such shoes one day. The moment she put on the shoes, she felt that her center of gravity was unsteady.

The shoes were as soft as cotton, and it was difficult to even borrow strength.

She put on her shoes and took a step according to her usual posture, almost not tripping over the huge vamp made.

Feng Yi's eyebrows started to twist in a mess the moment she grabbed the pocket. The sense of disobedience she felt when she put on her shoes was too great, it was more disobedient than a stubborn man applying nail polish.

He deeply realized how stupid he was, but Qiao Li didn't have the rejection and anger he imagined.

She jumped a few steps like a little girl, and suddenly burst into laughter, laughing indistinctly: "It's too soft to follow, it's like stepping on cotton, I'm going to fall backwards. "

If it is said that she is usually beautiful and free, so beautiful that there is no smoke and fire, then at this moment, she is really free from the confinement, and the tension she has carved into her bones has disappeared, revealing her complete self. Coupled with her charming and moving appearance, it can be described in one word as "innocent and evil".

She stopped smiling and looked at Feng Yi: "So stupid."

Feng Yi looked at her stupidly.

"but I like it."

She stepped on the huge pair of cloth shoes and leaned towards Feng Yi uncomfortably, and suddenly pinched his face, forcibly pinching his mouth into an O-shape.

"I love it, really. Thank you, you were the first person to make me change my heels."