White Fence Dream

Chapter 152 Watching the Lanterns
Zhuang Li sat up straight.

Zhou Jingyun moved closer to the window, blocking her with half of his body.

Zhuang Li leaned behind him and looked down. The Li family's float was tall and big, with dancers swaying and music playing...

Even if there is deafening noise, you can still hear the melodious sound of the piano.

I don’t know if it’s because the sound of the piano is so pleasant that people can’t help but pay attention to it, or if it’s because the sound of the piano is so sensitive that it finds a gap in the noise and squeezes into people’s ears.

The elegant man in his forties, wearing a green robe and sitting on the shaft of the cart, had a gaunt face and a smiling expression. He was concentrating on playing the piano and didn't pay attention to the excitement around him.

This is Shen Qing.

Zhuang Li recalled that although her memory was not very good, she had never seen this person since she had been with Mr. and Mrs. Zhuang.

Either he had been eyeing her before, or he was watching her in the dark.

Zhuang Li was silent, raised his hand and saw the red rope tied around his wrist.

Noticing her movements, Zhou Jingyun lowered his head and looked over, then raised his hand slightly. A red rope also hung from his wrist, connecting to the one on Zhuang Li's hand.

When they arrived at Wanhua Tower, they sat by the window. Just before the flower car arrived, Zhuang Li tied the knot for him and her together.

"To prevent me from getting lost." Zhuang Li said to him with a smile.

This sounds normal. There are many people during the holidays, and every year there are people who get separated from their families.

Of course, when applied to her, this definitely did not mean being lost as normal people would say. Zhou Jingyun did not ask any further questions. He just nodded, lowered his sleeves, and stood with her.

The Li family's float passed slowly, and another float came. This time it was in the shape of a crane. As it moved, the crane's wings flapped. There were actors hidden in the float, making the calls of cranes, which looked lifelike. The street became even more lively, and adults and children alike cheered.

Zhuang Li's eyes followed the Li family's float as it went away.

"Is this one glance enough?" Zhou Jingyun couldn't help but ask.

Although the float was moving slowly, the lights around it were too dazzling, and Shen Qing never looked up, so it was unclear whether he could see it clearly or not.

Zhuang Li hesitated.

"If it's not enough, tell me and we can find a solution together." Zhou Jingyun whispered, looking at Zhuang Li, "Don't take risks on your own."

Zhuang Li smiled, nodded, and then shook his head: "It's not enough. It would be better if we could look each other in the eye."

Look at each other…
Doesn't that mean we need to see each other?
It turns out that it’s not as simple as just taking a look.

Zhou Jingyun held her hand and said, "Let's go to the street to see the lanterns. The float will go to another street."

Stand on the street and look again.

If he stood on the street, Shen Qing might see him and look over...

"But you must hide behind me when the time comes," he said.

Zhuang Li smiled, nodded and stood up.

Zhou Jingyun wanted to let go of her hand, but perhaps he remembered that there was a rope tied between their hands, and it would be bad if it was torn if he let go. There were many people on the street, so the two of them had to squeeze together. It was night time, and everyone was looking at the lanterns and the street view. The two of them walking hand in hand would not attract attention.

"Let's go." He said, holding Zhuang Li's hand and walking out.

Walking from the restaurant to the street is like merging into a joyous river. The lights are more beautiful when you are in the middle of it than from above.

Zhuang Li couldn't help but look around.

Zhou Jingyun looked at the vendors on the roadside, suddenly reached out and took off a mask, and compared it to his face: "Do you want to wear this?"

Men and women like to wear masks during the Lantern Festival in Beijing.

Zhuang Li looked at Zhou Jingyun holding a Rakshasa in front of his face and couldn't help laughing: "Are you trying to imitate Lanling King? This is on the street, not on the battlefield."

The vendor next to him also laughed: "Yes, yes, the young master is so beautiful, it can be regarded as a wonderful sight for the festival, but you can't use this."

Zhuang Li looked towards the stall's shelf and reached out to take down a fairy bird mask.

This mask is painted with red patterns and decorated with peacock feathers on both sides, which is very gorgeous.

"I want this," she said.

The vendor clapped his hands and said, "This is good, this is good. You are truly an immortal."

Zhou Jingyun smiled and put down the Rakshasa mask, then took the Immortal Bird mask and put it on.

There were more looks from all around, and many people came over to ask, "We want one like this, too."

The vendors are happier when business is good.

"Pick one, young lady." He said, "I'll give it to you."

Zhuang Li couldn't help but laugh, and reached out to pick up the Rakshasa mask that Zhou Jingyun had just held: "Then I want this one."

After saying that, he took Zhou Jingyun's hand and walked forward.

"It's free, so why not choose one carefully?" Zhou Jingyun said with a smile.

"This is the most suitable one." Zhuang Li smiled at him and put the Rakshasa mask on his face. "I am a Rakshasa ghost."

Zhou Jingyun shook his head: "Nonsense, it's obviously very good...to look at."

Zhuang Li turned his head to look at him: "Does it look good? You can't see it."

"I think it's beautiful if it's beautiful." Zhou Jingyun looked at her and smiled, "Didn't you say that you can change as you like?"

Zhuang Li couldn't help but laugh: "The prince is amazing!"

Zhou Jingyun smiled and said nothing more. He walked slowly forward, not forgetting to carefully protect her to prevent her from being bumped by people on the street.

Zhuang Li held the mask in one hand and was held by his other hand as he walked through the crowd. Looking at the dim lights around him, he felt joy in his heart.

When she was little, she also loved celebrating festivals. When there were a lot of people around, she wouldn’t stand out in the crowd.

She also likes masks, but her second sister doesn't buy one for her, saying it's a waste of money and that it's enough for her to just cover her face with a face scarf.

Zhuang Li couldn't help but pout, what a stingy guy.

Although I failed to buy the mask I wanted, it was fun to have my brother carry me on his shoulders and be able to reach out and touch the lanterns hanging on the street.

The Lantern Festival is so beautiful.

Zhuang Li looked at the street market. The street was like a long river, sparkling with stars and stretching endlessly.

Keep walking and keep walking.

She held Zhou Jingyun's hand tightly. The lanterns on the street became more and more gorgeous, and more and more people wore masks.

It was great, everyone wore masks, all kinds of masks, ghosts and monsters, everyone did it, she didn't have to worry about being seen as a monster, everyone saw her, even if there was something strange, they just saw the mask. She could also look at people on the street casually.

Either they would glance at them casually, or they would smile when they saw the interesting masks on each other's faces.

Zhuang Li's smile grew wider as he wandered among the crowd of people and lights, until his sight focused and he saw a familiar face standing under a gorgeous mountain of lights.

He didn't wear a mask like the people around him.

It’s Shangguan Yue.

He was not immersed in joy like the others, but stood there with a dazed expression.

Why isn't he wearing a mask?
There are so many people and the lights are so bright here. What if someone sees us?
Zhuang Li couldn't help but raise her hand to greet him, but then she remembered that he was not dressed as a young lady now, and she didn't know Young Master Shangguan.

Zhou Jingyun is still here.

She didn't mean to hide it from Zhou Jingyun, but if she wanted to talk about how she met Shangguan Yue, there would be too many things to tell, and it was not convenient for her to let him know.

Zhuang Li put his thoughts aside and put his hand down, but his eyes suddenly focused on his other hand.

Zhou Jingyun held her hand, and because she raised it slightly, her wrist was exposed, and there was a red string tied around her wrist. However, the other end of the red string was not on Zhou Jingyun's wrist, but extended backwards...

Zhuang Li's body stiffened instantly, and his eyes looked back following the red rope. The thin red rope passed through the lanterns on the street, the crowded crowd, and floated towards a building. The whole building was surrounded by flowers. Among the blooming flowers, there were two people, one sitting and one standing.

Standing there was Zhou Jingyun, looking at the street with a smile on his face, the other end of the red rope tied around his wrist.

He was raising his hand, pointing at something on the street, and then leaning over to talk to someone next to him.

The woman sitting next to him, with one hand supporting her chin, slightly raised her chin, her long eyebrows raised, her expression elegant and arrogant——

is her!

Jiang Mian'er, Queen Jiang!

Zhuang Li's scalp felt tingling for a moment, and the next moment his wrist was pulled.

"Let's go."

Zhou Jingyun, who was holding her hand, turned around and said with a smile.

"Look, there is a mountain of lights ahead. Let's go and see the mountain of lights."

Zhuang Li was pulled forward, and as he moved forward, the red rope on his wrist was tightened, and the winding rope floating behind him straightened.

She wanted to stop, but she couldn't. It seemed as if her feet were no longer her own. She was being pulled forward, forward, towards the brighter lights.

She turned her head and looked at the taut red rope. She saw the woman who was sitting with her chin propped up, laughing at Zhou Jingyun's words. When she laughed, she leaned back slightly with her shoulders and back straight. She was not like other women who did not show their teeth. Her white teeth were shining with pearly light.

At the same time, Zhuang Li's eyes blurred and he saw a figure running on the street. The bright lanterns seemed to be knocked over and the masked people seemed to be mixed together and became blurry.

……

……

Shangguan Yue ran to Wanhua Tower. People in the building were either holding up their wine glasses or dancing. No matter what they were doing, everyone had a smile on their face and their eyes were blurred. Like the people on the street, they were immersed in joy.

They were unaware of Shangguan Yue's appearance. They just followed the wind brought by Shangguan Yue as she ran past, and she was blown away by the wind, like a painting scroll wet by water, with her face becoming blurred.

Shangguan Yue didn't care about these strange things, nor did he care that his follower Jixiang was still standing on the street. He looked at the door in front of him, reached out and grabbed the wine jug from the hand of a wine waiter who was walking in the corridor, and bumped into him directly.

"Ah ...

With shouting, he fell in as if drunk.

The door was pushed open, and the two people sitting and standing by the window turned their heads at the same time. Under the bright lights inside and outside, Shangguan Yue saw two expressionless faces.

Familiar and unfamiliar.

Fresh and cold.

Shangguan Yue felt that the noise around him disappeared in an instant. He couldn't help but shudder, but the next moment he raised the wine jug in his hand.

"Oh, this is not the prince." He shouted, "Come on, let's have a drink."

As he said this, he stumbled and bumped into the sitting woman.

The woman's body stiffened and she fell towards the window.

……

……

Buzz.

Zhuang Li looked at the red rope around his wrist that was getting tighter and tighter, and it finally seemed unable to withstand the pull and suddenly broke.

The next moment, she fell forward and held onto the window frame with her hands.

The noise came to my ears like a tide, mixed with cries of pain.

"what's wrong with you?"

"Sir, I'm sorry, I've had too much to drink and my feet are unsteady."

Zhuang Li slowly opened his eyes and saw that his hand was holding the window frame. A flower carriage was slowly passing by on the street outside the window. Peony petals were swaying, dancers were flying, and colorful silks were like clouds. The musician in front of the carriage was elegant and thin, playing the piano and singing.

Her gaze slowly turned back and she saw someone being pulled up and thrown away.

Zhou Jingyun leaned over and put his arm around her shoulders.

"Ali, are you okay?" he asked in a low voice.

Zhuang Li raised his head and saw that he was frowning slightly, with no smile on his face.

"I..." she said slowly, her eyes falling on her wrist. The red rope was wrapped around it, and the other end was on Zhou Jingyun's wrist. The two of them were close at this time, and the red rope hung softly, neither stretched nor broken.

This is reality.

Not a dream.

Wake up.

she continued.

"never mind."

This is a coherent plot that can be used to write an article.

Thank you all for using the error correction function. I saw that the error correction was adopted in the background, which is very convenient.