"I'm a magpie's mouth. If the bad ones don't work or the good ones don't work, I'll beep." Ji Xinyao took off her disposable gloves and burped.
Two kilograms of lobster was not much, and it was quickly eaten by the two of them.
She and Song Zilian packed up the trash, washed their hands by the lake, and prepared to set off fireworks.
"Song Zilian, give me the lighter."
"I don't have a lighter." Song Zilian spread his hands.
"Don't you guys usually carry lighters with you?"
"I don't smoke."
Ji Xinyao raised the fireworks stick with her eyes, "What should we do?"
Song Zilian tilted his head, "But I can drill wood to make fire."
In fact, Ji Xinyao can do it too, but she is afraid that her hands will hurt.
Song Zilian found several dry logs of different sizes around and asked Ji Xinyao, "Is there any rope?"
"Yes." She pulled off the decorative string on her T-shirt and handed it to Song Zilian.
I saw Song Zilian tying the rope to both ends of a branch, then putting the hardwood stick into the loop made of the rope, and pulling the roped branch like sawing wood. The hardwood stick was under the traction of the rope.
As it turned, the dry wood below quickly showed signs of burning.
"Song Zilian, you are very smart!"
This way your hands won't hurt.
Ji Xinyao hurriedly gathered a few handfuls of hay nearby, and stood by the dry wood expectantly. When she saw a spark, she immediately took the hay and lit it.
"I'll give you half of the fireworks."
She lit the fireworks happily, and beautiful sparks burst out, illuminating her face warmly.
"Don't get so close, or you might get burned." Song Zilian quickly took her hand and kept the fireworks away from her face.
"This is a cold light firework, it won't get burned. Have you never played with it?" Ji Xinyao said, and deliberately touched the sparks from the firework stick with her other hand.
Song Zilian was stunned for a moment, "I've never played it."
In his impression, fire can hurt people.
Just like the fire in the Song family.
"Then try it." Ji Xinyao took his hand and let him feel the gentle beating of the fireworks with his fingertips.
"So beautiful." Song Zilian looked into her eyes through the flickering fireworks.
The dark jade-like eyes also sparkled with brilliance.
"Right, that's why I brought it to play with you. It's so boring to play with fireworks alone."
"I mean you're so beautiful."
Ji Xinyao raised her eyes and looked at him.
It is impossible for any woman not to feel moved when she hears such a handsome man say these words.
"Here we go again." Ji Xinyao lowered her head shyly, watching the fireworks sticks gradually burn away, "Hurry up and change to the second one, it's about to go out."
Song Zilian held the fireworks stick in his hand and was about to light it. Suddenly, the one in Ji Xinyao's hand went out with a pop.
"Is it raining? I really want to get wet." Ji Xinyao asked.
When Song Zilian nodded, the rain was already falling heavily.
He quickly took off his coat and covered Ji Xinyao's head, "I'll take you back. It's raining too much."
"Don't cover me up. Your illness shouldn't be exposed to the rain." Ji Xinyao struggled to hold the corners of her clothes and raise them up, trying to cover Song Zilian as well.
"Then let's get closer?"
The two of them clung to each other, hugging each other's waists, and kept running forward at the same pace with a tacit understanding.
Not long after leaving the woods by the lake, Ji Xinyao saw a man holding an umbrella in the heavy rain in the distance, approaching him.
"Ji Xinyao." The man stopped her.
It’s Song Lucun!
"Don't tell him you know me." Song Zilian said coldly in her ear.
"Why?"
"We NPCs also have rules for being NPCs." Song Zilian let go and handed all the coats to Ji Xinyao, then pushed her and said, "Come over."
Ji Xinyao held up her coat and rushed into Song Lucun's umbrella with Song Zilian's push. When she turned around, Song Zilian had disappeared into the woods.