It wasn't Wu Shengnan's fault; any girl would probably get angry after hearing Du Heng's explanation of the Qixi Festival.
Wu Shengnan widened her eyes incredulously at Du Heng. Her gaze made his skin crawl, and he timidly asked, "Baby, did I explain it wrong?"
"Don't call me baby! I'm about to explode!"
"Don't be angry. If you think I explained it wrong, you can tell me."
Wu Shengnan took a few deep breaths. "The Qixi Festival is based on the folklore of Cowherd and Weaver Girl—that part is correct. But it expresses the emotions of married couples being inseparable and growing old together, and the commitment to love. Cowherd and Weaver Girl can only see each other once a year, yet they remain loyal to each other, willing to wait for that one meeting every year. Isn't this kind of love worth your admiration and learning?"
Listening to Wu Shengnan's explanation, Du Heng was a bit stunned. "Is *that* the explanation for the Qixi Festival?"
