#ik for sure mc gonna regret her actions after she's sober😆

[sylvia-forest]

[CN] Shaw's 6th Anniversary event - Day 3

⚡ Warning: This post contains detailed spoilers for an Event which hasn't been released in EN yet!⚡

[Day 3]

MC: Shaw, where did you hide that mysterious "thing" of yours? MC: I've searched through the RV, and I've been observant everywhere, in the snow mountain and the ski town. MC: How come there's nothing? Is there really such a thing? Shaw: That means you haven't observed carefully enough. Shaw: Just keep reading.

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MC: Phew, this route to the next stop is "reasonable" enough; we arrived in less than a day. MC: But... this mountain city lives up to its name; there are all slopes everywhere. MC: Fortunately, I've climbed a snow mountain before, so these are no longer intimidating! Shaw: Some people really do "forget the pain once the wound heals." Shaw: Who got weak in the legs? Who was panting like crazily? MC: Oh, there's a crossroads up ahead. Quickly, tell me where we're going! Shaw: There's a noodle shop on the left that seems to have local specialties. Want to try it? MC: Yes! We're going to try all the local cuisines; that's our mission!

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The wind outside the window was chilly, but the warmth inside the room surrounds us as Shaw and I sit in a local restaurant, enjoying a hearty meal.

With a sip of good wine and a bite of delicious meat, I happily wave my hand.

MC [blushing]: This combination is incredible; I really know how to eat~

Shaw [helplessly]: ...You're truly a drunkard, getting disoriented after just a few drinks. MC: I'm not happy just because of the drinks—

I paused, the heat in my chest from the alcohol steaming upward, making me laugh as I leaned back against him.

MC: It's just that as long as I'm out having fun with you, I'm happy.

Shaw: It seems we've entered the phase of speaking the truth after drinking. Remember not to say anything cheesy; I'm still sober.

He slightly straightens his spine, allowing me to lean even more comfortably.

MC: Don't interrupt; I haven't finished talking yet. MC: Actually, for this stop... I secretly arranged a surprise. MC: After all, it can't always be you giving me surprises. I want to give you a unique experience.

I beckon to him and he gives me a glance, his ear coming closer.

MC: Tomorrow night at eight, we're going to a place called Xiaohe Ancient Village.

He seems to guess something, his eyes shining for a moment.

Shaw [testing her]: Why are we going there? MC: To do something fun~

Shaw: ...?

My head was getting more and more dizzy, and i layed down softly on his legs.

The lights on the ceiling become blurry in my eyes, like dazzling starlight. I laugh and extend my hands toward them.

MC: Just like this... having fun~

In a daze, it feels like something was holding my hand, soft and warm.

Shaw [in a soft whisper]: I know you're talking nonsense. Wait here until you sober up.

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The next night, I rented a small electric scooter, taking him on a swift ride through the bumpy terrain.

As the electronic sound signals our arrival, I do a small drift and stop, looking towards the open space in front of the village.

In the night, the crowd was bustling, and all I can see was the continuous exhalation of white mist under the streetlights.

I looked towards the makeshift stalls on the side, confirming that the information was correct, and quickly exchanged tickets, pulling Shaw inside.

Around the crowd, there was a circle of bonfires, and in the center stood a tall wooden structure made of branches and wood.

I raised my eyebrows at him.

MC: So, does this scene look familiar to you? Have you guessed what my surprise is?

Shaw: Fireworks show. We watched it together on last Lantern Festival.

The dazzling scene from last year faintly appeared in my mind. I couldn't contain my excitement and continued speaking.

MC: Exactly! So, when I found out there was a performance here, I decided to seek good luck with you again. MC: Although the scale of this performance is not as grand as last time, the leader is still one of the inheritors of intangible cultural heritage.

I looked at the performance team that was burning iron.

Shaw [in a daze]: Oh, I see... MC: Hm?

Before I could react, he tapped my shoulder, directing my attention to another place—

There seemed to be another booth where many people were queuing to receive colorful items, creating a lively atmosphere.

I couldn't help but tiptoe, discovering that above the booth were many wooden signs with words like "peach blossom," "career," and "fortune."

MC: Oh, right! In addition to the iron fireworks performance, they also give out lucky charms! Shaw: Wait for me here; I'll go get them. MC [dumbfounded]: Oh... huh?

Shaw's sudden idea made me instinctively grab his hand.

MC: The performance is about to start; let's go together after it ends?

Shaw: There are still ten minutes; we have time. Shaw: Besides, those signs have limited quantities. If we wait until it's over, we might miss out, and we'll be left with nothing.

He pinched my palm and disappeared into the crowd.

Initially, I could still see him at the end of the line, but as more people gathered, my line of sight was completely blocked.

MC: Why isn't he back yet?

Seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, I anxiously dialed his phone.

MC [on the phone]: Don't wait in line! It's starting in a minute! Shaw [on the phone]: I know. Wait for me where you are; I'll be there soon...

His voice was intermittent, and before I could say anything, the call was automatically disconnected due to a signal loss.

At the same time, a loud shout pierced through the night.

?.?: Get ready—!

I quickly turned my head to look at the center, and a mix of anticipation and anxiety filled my heart.

Although it wasn't the first time I watched the "fireworks," I still hoped that at the moment they were lit—

I would be with him, blessed by this tradition that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years.

The central furnace burned fiercely in the darkness, and the performers strode forward, shouting loudly.

One person in a long robe vigorously struck the iron, and the molten iron was instantly ignited—

A dazzling display of iron flowers bloomed in the night.

It resembled burning snowflakes and shimmering drizzle, colliding with a crisp sound in my eyes.

I instinctively took out my phone to record, even though Shaw wasn't by my side. I didn't want him to miss this moment.

But when I zoomed in, I found that the person in the long robe seemed to be...

While others were shirtless, he was wrapped in layers, making him particularly conspicuous in the crowd.

He moved gracefully, allowing the sparkling sparks to fall freely on him.

MC: …….!

I continued to zoom in on the screen, trying to see clearly in the hazy night.

However, those "iron flowers" were brilliant but fleeting, illuminating only a moment of that person's eyebrows and smile.

But it was enough to make me feel warm alongside the fireworks.

It turned out he didn't miss anything; he had always been in my eyes, in the radiant light of blessings.

The performance quickly ended, and I rushed through the crowd towards the center.

When I saw the person in the thick long robe, he also sensed something and turned to look at me.

He took two steps forward, took out a small and delicate lucky charm, and placed it in my palm.

Shaw [panting + his cheerful voice]: With the double blessings tonight, I guarantee that the coming year will be as smooth as if you activated a cheat code.

Looking at the lucky charm in my hand, I couldn't help but smile.

MC: You really were "unexpected" tonight. But maybe you should explain first?

Shaw: Explain what? Shaw: Explain why I performed the iron flowers or why I decided to perform this iron flower show for you? MC: Of course, both.

He smiled and casually lifted the heavy long robe off his body.

Shaw: Several years ago, my master took me to meet a few "inheritors" of iron flower art, and the leader tonight happened to be one of his disciples. Shaw: Back when the old man was promoting intangible cultural heritage, I learned from him for a while.

I was stunned, and I exclaimed.

MC: How come you never mentioned this when we watched the iron flowers before? Shaw [teasingly]: Didn't I? Well, fortunately I didn't, or else I wouldn't have seen your silly look in the crowd.

He chuckled and took off one heavy layer of his long robe, holding it in his arms.

Shaw: Alright, I've explained. As for the second question, I don't think I need to say much, right? MC: Of course, you have to say it. That's the crucial point!

I already knew the "answer" to the second question, but I still wanted to hear it from his lips.

Shaw: ......

He gave me a speechless glance, and was about to speak, when an elderly man hurried over to him.

Uncle: Hey, you handsome young man! I was impressed by your performance just now. In a few days, it's my daughter's 20th birthday. Can you come and perform for us again?

MC: ...pff.

The uncle's eyes were full of thoughts of a "good son-in-law," and I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

However, Shaw discreetly squeezed my hand, then hugged my shoulder tightly, smiling at the old man.

Shaw: Uncle, this was a special performance, a gift to enhance the joy for my girlfriend. Shaw: So, for this performance, you better ask someone else.

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🚐 Day 4