Lin Yixun lowered her eyes to the two tightly held hands, and unconsciously exerted a little force, trying to pull her hand out of Ouyang Hao's, "Those are just folk legends, not to be taken seriously."
Ouyang Hao's fingers suddenly tightened, holding her hand firmly, his eyes burning as he looked at her, "But I'm willing to believe in them."
"Ouyang Hao, actually…"
Lin Yixun opened her mouth to say something, but her voice was interrupted by a passerby's exclamation, "Look, what's that on the river over there?"
The words on her lips, Lin Yixun couldn't bear to say something decisive at this moment. She thought that since it was a farewell, it was better to leave the best memories for each other.
"Yixun, what did you want to say just now?"
"Nothing, nothing." Lin Yixun smiled faintly, pointing to the specks of light on the river not far away, and asked, "Are those river lanterns?"
