潮篡(二十五) 除夕夜吃点甜 古代/架空 宫廷 玄幻 女频 中篇(12)

Firecrackers bombing on and on.
Children laugh and joke around.
Vendors yelling loud to sell, bargaining consumers to say a “well.”
Never expected Spring Fest to be like this before.
Throughout all these years, he is walking forward on thin ice, and missing too much view.
Everything he sees now is just like a fantasy.
Should be a dream.
If it’s a dream then, he’s gonna be more covetous.
Chu Han has been starving for so long, that no matter how much he eats, is not enough.

Seeing him walking in front with one hand nipping a sugarman and one hand grabbing a meat bun while Xue Niaoer is following closely behind his back to pay.
Light coloring in red of joy beaming on Chu Han. He’s wearing a hood and, the expression on his face has never been, so vivid before.
“Ei! Shows up front’s ’bout to start!” No idea who shouts this, but pedestrians who love to bystand all start flooding toward the stage.
Chu Han who is a few steps slower ended up standing on the most outer circle, and stretching his neck to view.