The fireworks were brilliant and gorgeous, but they faded too quickly, inevitably giving people an unreal feeling. After the brief splendor, a sense of emptiness would arise.
However, those colorful lights projected from the night sky, shining down on that slender figure just over a meter tall. Even though the light flashed and vanished, barely managing to cast her shadow on the ground, it inexplicably gave people a feeling of being aloof from the world, as if a peerless beauty's soul was hidden inside this slender bean-sprout-like physique.
At least, Ji Weiwei was somewhat entranced by the sight.
The colorful light shone on Xiaochán's face. On her snow-white, delicate, and exceptionally tender face, brilliance and shadows intertwined, and at the same time, her expression was so focused and earnest. As blue light lingered on the fingertip she pointed, a firework shell stopped in mid-air, pulled by that misty blue light to come before her. Meanwhile, she stood on tiptoe in wonder, poking her head out with extraordinary earnestness to gaze fixedly at this firework shell, her eyes dazed.
She seemed to want to see clearly what this firework shell that could bloom with such beautiful brilliance actually looked like, completely failing to notice that Ji Weiwei beside her was gradually showing a few traces of terror in her expression. But unfortunately, there was only a pitch-black pellet in front of her.
"Duck, it's going to explode!" Ji Weiwei shouted. Judging from the diameter of the previous fireworks, the power of this firework shell exploding at close range was still quite considerable!
Yet she worried in vain; the firework shell did not explode.
Xiaochán merely turned her head to give her a silent look, pondered to herself for a moment, and then still accommodated the other's thought by lifting her hand