At this very moment, the Gods' Parade in the city was gradually coming to an end. The crowds following the procession had begun lighting the lotus lanterns they carried. After closing their eyes to make a wish, they placed their lanterns into a nearby man-made river, letting them float downstream.
As far as the eye could see, the river's surface was dotted with twinkling lights from the colorful lotus lanterns, creating a scene of unique beauty.
"Make a wish, and then place the lotus lantern in the river."
The riverbank was packed with a surging crowd. He Xijun managed to squeeze into a spot and handed a lotus lantern to Zhao Xuanqi. She then lit her own, cupped it in both hands, and closed her eyes, apparently making a wish.
'Make a wish?'
Zhao Xuanqi took the lotus lantern, his expression calm. He made no move to light it, instead raising his head to look at the sky.
