Emily stared at the sky. It was hard to imagine that the fireworks would bloom in the sky at the same time until they burned their own lives and fell like raindrops.
The sky lit up for two minutes and six seconds.
Emily finally turned around. Her eyes shone as bright as if filled with stars. She smiled and said, "Happy birthday."
Vincent lifted his eyebrows slightly, "Where's my present?"
Emily seized the tie on his chest, pulled it down, forcing his head down and kissed him.
It was his birthday, but the fireworks seemed to have been prepared for her.
The guards were all eating melon seeds together, and Harold had nothing left in his pocket.
Vincent gave her a gentle kiss, and then carried her out, "I'll send you back."
Emily was a little surprised, "That's all?"
He used to kiss her so hard every time, but this time Vincent only gently kissed her and was about to leave.