"They've fixed up the room for you, too."
"Grandpa Li, sorry for the trouble."
Su Xun's eyes curved into a smile.
"What trouble?"
The old man waved his hand. "Your grandma and I are getting on in years, so it's hard for us to go up the mountain. But we can still take care of things around here."
"All right, that's enough."
The old man cut himself off in time. "Before we get caught up chatting again."
"Make yourselves at home."
"Xiao Su has stayed at my house before. If you need anything, just ask him."
The old man looked at Xiao Xiao and Wang Tong.
"Okay."
Wang Tong nodded.
"Grandpa Li, you should go get some rest."
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"Grandpa Li, go get some sleep."
"This isn't my first time staying here."
Su Xun's tone was light. "I know my way around."
"Haha, good. I'm glad you do."
The old man chuckled. "Don't be shy. Just make yourselves at home."
With that, the old man clasped his hands behind his back and turned to head to his room.
The next evening, the group made their way to the lake as if they knew the way by heart.
They pushed aside the bushes, and countless glowing lights filled their vision.
Su Xun stood there, stunned for a moment, before remembering the DSLR in his hands.
He hurriedly began adjusting the camera, his movements practiced.
Wang Tong cheered and rushed toward the fireflies.
The fireflies scattered in every direction.
Wang Tong: ...
She turned around, looking a little aggrieved. "Master Xiao."
"Pfft—"
Su Xun looked away from his viewfinder. The sight of the girl made him struggle to hold back a laugh. "Tongtong, did you think the fireflies remembered you?"
"Isn't that possible?"
Wang Tong mumbled, "I played with