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"Mm, pinky swear!" Ye Lang held out his little finger toward the Little Princess.

"Hmph, I'm not a child anymore..." The Little Princess pouted, seeming deeply disdainful of Ye Lang's gesture. Yet she quickly reached out her hand, extending her little finger and hooking it with his.

"Pinky swear, hang yourself—no changing for a hundred years!!"

"Come, let's keep setting off fireworks!! Today, we're going to use them all up..."

"Mm!!"

Ye Lang and the others began setting off fireworks again, their laughter and cheerful voices echoing over the little lake. At that moment, Ye Lanyu was happy, but she did not think this would be the last time. There would be plenty of chances in the future.

At that time, she did not particularly cherish this happy moment. At least, she was not like the Little Princess and Little Zero, cherishing the time everyone spent together.

But later, she began to regret it, began to fear it—regretting that she had not treasured it, afraid that this would become her final memory...

After that, she treasured every moment they spent together, every hour of every day. The ways of the world were unpredictable; anything could happen in the next instant. Even those who were always by one's side, even those one believed there would be plenty of time to spend with, might suddenly vanish in the next moment, becoming nothing but memories.

Do not leave yourself with regrets in the future. Seize every moment of the present!

Of course, those were matters for the future. For now, Ye Lang and the others happily set off fireworks until they had used every last one. After playing for a while longer, they each went back to rest, bringing the day to an end.

That display of fireworks lasted an hour and twenty