The moment the milk tea straw-thick yellow candle was lit, it sparked a bit, and the flame shot up about eight centimeters, surrounded by countless tiny, star-like fireworks.
The fireworks seemed like starlight, reflecting in the pupil of the child.
The rosy little mouth slightly opened in surprise, revealing a bit of pearly white teeth, those dazzling eyes filled with astonishment and joy. Until the fireworks candle ended its display, the child lingered, reluctantly unwilling to shift their gaze from the straw-thick yellow candle.
Seeing this, the Calligraphy Teacher chuckled softly, pulled out the candle, and replaced it with a new one.
At the moment it was lit, he heard the child exclaim excitedly, "Wow!"
This was repeated several times, until all the candles were used up.
This time, after removing the candle, he did not replace it with a new one. Little Taotie gazed at him eagerly, as if asking with those dazzling eyes, "Why aren't you lighting it anymore?"
