After the faint crackle, the flickering light suddenly darted into the sky.

With a loud bang,

the brilliant fireworks burst forth.

Chen Yi shouted childishly, "So beautiful!"

Zhou Yitang cast him a sidelong glance.

Still not satisfied, he added sound effects for the firework: "Whoosh!"

Seeing him act like this, the one-armed woman curled her lips and said, "Immature."

Chen Yi gazed upward at the fireworks and replied without turning his head, "I'm only immature when I'm with you."

Zhou Yitang was momentarily stunned, then turned her face away.

When she thought about it, it seemed true.

Whether in front of Yin Tingxue, Yin Weiyin, or even Min Ning, he had never behaved this way.

As she was thinking, Chen Yi lowered his head and shouted to Min Ming:

"Min Ming, you set some off too!"

Min Ming hesitated for a moment. He had thought that, given the now-distinct roles of master and servant between him and Chen Yi, their relationship had become strained. Yet he hadn't expected such warmth from him.

Chen Yi wasn't overthinking it. After the fireworks from one of the cylinders burned out, he kicked another firework into the air and tossed it into Min Ming's hands.

Min Ming hurried back indoors to grab an incense stick and lit a string of fireworks.

With another loud bang, another round of radiant fireworks bloomed.

Watching the dazzling fireworks fill the sky, she thought back to the time she and Min Ning had set off fireworks together.

The fireworks in the Chen family courtyard seemed like a second signal, setting off a continuous cascade. Throughout the long night, in every household in the Capital City, the festivities were lively and jubilant.

White, yellow, and multicolored explosions lit up the night sky, brightening it, while thousands of lanterns and trees high overhead sparkled. Flame-like blossoms rose with the wind, accompanied by sharp whistling sounds. Golden ground and glass terraces alike were bathed in radiant colors. Even amid the cold wind, the brilliance of the fireworks remained.

Beneath the fireworks, Chen Yi turned his head and saw the one-armed woman also looking up at the display.

The flickering light made her face indiscernible, but Chen Yi asked abruptly:

"Are you crying?"

"I've severed my Three Corpses; how could I cry?" she replied.

"But I have," he said.

Chen Yi took her fingertips and placed them on his cheek. Zhou Yitang felt the streaks of tears on his face.

Zhou Yitang fell silent. It was a long while before she muttered:

"Don't cry."

Chen Yi curled his lips into a smile as the entire sky above the Great Yu Capital City lit up with fireworks, each burst blossoming vividly and illuminating their faces.

He took a deep breath, still smiling at her, and said:

"I want to marry you."

Zhou Yitang didn't respond,

but simply brushed her fingertips over the tracks of his tears.

Standing face to face, Chen Yi couldn't hear her spoken reply, but he understood her heart.

After a long moment, Chen Yi suddenly asked:

"Did you already know?"

Without asking what it was she was supposed to have known, Zhou Yitang said:

"I knew."

Chen Yi gave a bitter smile. Of course she had figured it out. It was just that, constrained by her ties to Yin Tingxue, and by the layers of circumstances, she hadn't pursued it further.

The one-armed woman looked straight at him and said:

"Do you think I couldn't tell?"

"You just wanted to see how long I could keep it from you, didn't you," Chen Yi said with a sheepish laugh.

Zhou Yitang replied, "Hmm."

Chen Yi grasped her hand and didn't let go, instead leaning in slowly.

He spoke gently, "I've thought of a solution, but for the new year, can you let me hold you? Just let me hug you, and I'll tell you then."

The fireworks reflected on his face, and Zhou Yitang didn't respond.

She simply nodded slightly, almost imperceptibly.

Chen Yi stretched out both arms and pulled her into his embrace.

As the sound of fireworks continued, Zhou Yitang heard only his heartbeat.

His heartbeat was fast,

constantly fast.

She suddenly thought of the past life, after his death...

The wind swept through the mountains, dyeing the layers of forests in warm hues, with葛生 covering the hills.

Facing the view, she recalled an old friend.

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