Su Li closed her eyes, her hand on the quilt still tightly holding Feng Huaijin, and softly murmured, "Huai Jin, Feng Huaimu set off fireworks tonight. I didn't see them."
Feng Huaijin comforted her gently, "When your eyes can see again, I won't hold back. I'll set off the most beautiful fireworks."
Su Li held his hand and laughed softly, "Will you set off those mistaken fireworks you did last time again?"
Feng Huaijin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized what Su Li meant by mistaken fireworks.
When he first encountered Su Li, she attended her class's graduation dinner, and he set them off from the hotel's rooftop. Who knew Xiao Heng had bought the wrong ones, and they turned out to be engagement fireworks. It was truly a mistake.
Recalling those events, Feng Huaijin rarely curled his lips into a smile, and laughed softly, "If I set off those fireworks again, it wouldn't be a mistake."
