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The day before Valentine's Day, Scarlett invited me to set off fireworks in the suburbs.
The trunk was full of fireworks she had prepared. Just as I was about to light them, she looked at her phone and said to wait a bit longer.
Finally, at 8 o'clock, she hurriedly told me to light them.
Who knew the explosive would fly directly into my eye.
A sharp pain shot through my eye, making me wince and grimace.
I cried out Scarlett's name, but when I turned my head, I found her sweetly talking on the phone.
"Nash, didn't you say you wanted to see fireworks? How do you like these ones? What, you're back now? I'll come pick you up right away!"
With that, she drove off, leaving me all alone.

Valentine's Day Darling Blinds Me With Fireworks

I initially expected it to be a particularly noisy atmosphere, but surprisingly, upon entering, it turned out to be a place for quiet singing.


I ordered a drink and sat down to listen to the singer perform.


The singer was a local, singing folk songs, which had a unique flavor in this setting.


As I finished my drink, the lights suddenly went out.


Immediately after, Kellan's "Wide Open Spaces" began to play.


The place instantly came alive, with everyone jumping to their feet.


Caught up in the moment, I joined in with everyone else.


After one song ended, the singer immediately launched into another.


About half an hour later, I grew tired and sat down to rest for a bit.


It had been a long time since I'd had this much fun. Whether it was the effect of the alcohol or not, I felt unusually happy.


It suddenly reminded me of my college days when we'd drink with roommates whenever we had a little money.


Chapter 6