"What are you buying fireworks for?"

"Isn't it tradition to set off fireworks for the New Year?"

Xiang-Nuan was momentarily stunned, suddenly remembering that she had said something similar before.

She loved fireworks. Growing up in a poor family, fireworks—those fleeting, impractical things—were a luxury they couldn't afford.

So, when she grew up and could make her own decisions, she bought a bunch of fireworks every year for the New Year.

When the New Year arrived, she would light them up, watching them soar and burst into the sky like everyone else's.@@novelbin@@

"Oh! Right, I almost forgot!"

Shen Yanshi paid for the fireworks and loaded two boxes into the car.

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