Orange and red lanterns hung in the air, fish-shaped Autonomous Units swam through the sky above the night market, playing festive music, as the Autumn Moon Festival had drawn a large crowd of tourists to the commercial district, where each storefront was packed with people.
"This one's for Tilan."
Yilin squeezed through the crowd, holding two stick of freshly bought ice candied hawthorn, and handed one to the young girl.
"Thank you, Yilin."
Standing at the entrance of the store waiting, Tilan accepted it. If it wasn't for Yilin's insistence, facing such a crowded shop, she wouldn't have thought of pushing her way in to buy it.
Watching Tilan take the ice candied hawthorn, nibbling it in small bites in her hand, Yilin couldn't help but want to laugh, finding it quite adorable.
Tilan was the same as before, though she really liked eating, she also hated hassle. If getting snacks was too much of a trouble, she often wouldn't bother.
