Qiao Festival

However, just as they were about to leave the town, Jiang Yue happened to be riding a horse out of the town and was going home, so they bumped into each other.

Since they had already encountered each other and couldn't turn away, they could only ride home together.

They didn't speak the entire way.

When they returned to the village entrance, they stopped their horses in unison and did not rush into the village.

Simultaneously, they dismounted.

"That…" Xue Yan did not say anything, but the tips of his ears had already turned slightly red. His gaze was also somewhat evasive, not daring to look at Jiang Yue, but he still spoke first. "Tomorrow night, you should go to town."

"Yes." Jiang Yue agreed. "You should come to town tomorrow night too."

"Yes." Xue Yan's line of sight faltered even more.

"Where can I find you?" Jiang Yue asked.