Jiutiao Meijie's dance steps suddenly halted.
"Let's go back, I'm tired."
"Aren't you waiting for the final song?" Dubian Che said, "According to the legend I've heard, it's at the very moment the bonfire party ends that if two people are holding hands, they will forge a bond that lasts until their hair turns white together."
Jiutiao Meijie looked slightly contemptuous and dismissive, "If bonfire parties really had that kind of magic, this world would have been in chaos long ago."
Having said that, she lifted her face and stared at Dubian Che:
"The only reason I'm participating in such a boring event is to see what choice you will make in the end."
"Do you find it satisfying?" Dubian Che wrapped his arms around her waist and said with a light chuckle.
The light of the bonfire illuminated the sides of their faces.
"You know what's good for you."
"Are you happy?"
"It's alright."
"How alright is it?"
