There was one little boy with bandaged arm playing around with his family members, who later bumped into me with his big, warm hug as he couldn't see clearly in the dark and had mistaken me as a person he knew. Funny little boy.
As the night deepened, the breeze became colder and stronger. We anticipated the bridge fountain show but failed. I was shivering in cold (wearing long sleeve, sweater, long pants and a cap), urging my cousin to give up waiting and head back to our accommodation.
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