260 Intentions
Zhao Zhan stood in front of the spring, and behind him were clusters of dazzling red.
“Jiaojiao…”
He called out to her and nervously walked up to her step by step. Then, he reached out the hand behind his back. “This is the lantern you bought in Huai County last night.”
“This,” he said as he carefully took out a piece of paper from his arms. “Is your wish that you wrote. I’ve been carrying it with me this whole time.”
“You didn’t get to place the lantern at the Lantern Festival. Although you’re late by a day, it’s my life mission to make sure that you get the chance to wish for your wish.”
Yue Jiaojiao felt her eyes moisten She reached out and took the note.
She had almost forgotten about the wish she had made yesterday on a whim, but obviously, Zhao Zhan remembered it and had even tried his best to help her fulfill it.
“I’ve already made my wish,” Yue Jiaojiao mumbled softly. She rolled up the paper and placed it in the river lantern. She looked at Zhao Zhan with her watery eyes and smiled. “Zhao Zhan, it’s so good to have you.”
Zhao Zhan couldn’t help but smile foolishly.
He held the lantern in his hand and freed one hand to hold the other. “Let’s go to the river and release the lantern.”
His large hand was dry and warm, and Yue Jiaojiao’s small hand was held in his palm as he followed behind her to the river.
Zhao Zhan took out a lighter and lit the lantern before handing it to her. “You can put it in the water now.”
As he spoke, he waited for Yue Jiaojiao to squat down with the lantern in her hands. He quickly collected the hem of her skirt and held it in his hands to prevent it from touching the ground and getting stuck in the mud. Then, he squatted down beside her and silently accompanied her.
Not far away, Chegfeng saw them doing something exciting and squeezed between the two. His two hind legs were stained with mud, and he let out an exciting roar.
The lanterns drifted far away along with the current, and Yue Jiaojiao put her hands together and closed her eyes.
Zhao Zhan turned his head. The light from the little flame reflected in his eyes, reflecting Yue Jiaojiao’s image.
“Zhao Zhan, I’m done.” Yue Jiaojiao turned around with a bright smile and unexpectedly met Zhao Zhan’s eyes. Her voice became even softer, and she called out his name softly.
The tip of the woman’s nose was a little red from the cold.
Zhao Zhan pulled her up and let go of her skirt. He raised his hand and pressed her hat down. He covered her cold cheeks with his hands and pressed his forehead against hers. “Are you cold?”
Their breaths were intertwined.
Yue Jiaojiao felt her limbs go numb, and her voice was meek. “I’m much better now.”
Zhao Zhan rubbed the tip of her nose and drew closer to her. His voice was deep and magnetic. “What about now?”
A numbing sensation shot up from her tailbone, and Yue Jiaojiao’s eyelashes fluttered in panic. Her hands subconsciously clutched the robe on Zhao Zhan’s chest tightly, and she couldn’t help but mutter his name.
Zhao Zhan lowered his head and gulped.
The bare trees in the deep forest made a rustling sound as if they were clapping for the two to kiss.
After a long time, Zhao Zhan finally separated from her reluctantly. He leaned against her forehead and breathed heavily.
“Jiaojiao…”
Yue Jiaojiao wrapped her arms around his waist and buried herself in his arms.
Zhao Zhan chuckled in a low voice, his chest was shaking. He raised his hand and stroked the woman’s back to help her breathe. He rested his chin on the top of her hat and said gently, “Let’s go back. Are you tired after being out for so long?”