"And then An Qing said in a daze, 'Fireworks...' I asked, 'What?' She replied again, 'I want to see... fireworks...' Then she fully woke up, just like Zhang Yuqian in the videotape, rubbed her eyes, lifted her head blankly, and said she remembered nothing."
Su Xiuying turned her head, surprised:
"Really? Why haven't you mentioned this to me before?"
Chu Shanhe sighed:
"She had a dream—why is that worth mentioning? Besides, we've pampered An Qing so much, it's not like she hasn't seen fireworks."
"On the opening day of Disney in the East Sea, we brought her there. Later, she went countless times with friends and relatives. She must have been sick of the fireworks show at the castle by now. Think about it—has An Qing ever expressed a strong desire to see fireworks since then?"
Su Xiuying thought for a moment:
"Seems like... not really. An Qing rarely asks us for anything, and we've pretty much fulfilled all her wishes."
Their conversation grew distant in Lin Xian's ears.
