The two walked leisurely all the way. After walking for about twenty minutes, Mike stopped.
“Hazel, look over there.”
In the direction Mike pointed, there was a big tree.
The big tree grew thick and strong, but it wasn’t particularly tall.
There were many small signs hanging on the branches of the tree.
“Hahaha! Superstition knows no country.” Mike led Hazel towards the tree.
Not far from that tree, there was even a pavilion.
The plaque above the pavilion said Wishing Pavilion.
Correspondingly, that big tree was called the wish tree.
Everyone wrote down their wishes, hung them on the wish tree, and prayed for blessings.
Mike walked under the big tree and took a few signs to see everyone’s wishes.
“Uh…do not fail the exam.”
“Catch up with the male god.”
“Successfully lose weight!”
“Get rich!”
After reading the wishes of several people, Mike couldn’t help but asked Hazel with a smile: “Do you want to write down your wish too? What if this broken tree comes true?”
“I don’t seem to have any wish. I feel that I am the happiest person in the world now. If I make another wish Any wish feels like greed.” Hazel thought for a while and found that she really didn’t have any wish.
In the future, let nature take its course.
She’ll finish college well, and do career planning after college.
“It doesn’t have to be a wish. You can also write down what you want to say, or what you want to say to your friend… What if your friend sees it someday in the future? Right!” Mike said, seeing Hazel didn’t object immediately, so he walked towards the pavilion.
There was a machine at the kiosk that automatically sold wish tokens.
Mike took out his wallet, took out a coin and put it in the coin slot of the machine. Soon, a wish card fell out.
Mike took the wish card and handed it to Hazel.
The pen was on the table and was free.
“I don’t want to read it, you write it!” Mike said, walking away a few steps.
Hazel held the wish card, hesitated for a few seconds, and picked up the pen.
She did have something to say to Lucas.
But she didn’t necessarily want Lucas to see these words.
Let’s use this wish card as an emotional outlet!
Ten minutes later, she finished writing and walked to Mike with the wish card.
“Where do you want to hang it? Higher or lower?” Mike asked.
Hazel blushed slightly: “I want to hang it higher, so that no one can see it.”
She remembered the scene where Mike read someone else’s wish just now. It would be a shame if her wish was read out so casually by others.
Mike glanced at the top of the tree.
He couldn’t reach it.
He could either use a ladder or climb a tree. But there were no ladders, and climbing trees was afraid of being hit…
Mike’s brain was running at high speed, and soon he thought of an excellent place.
“Hazel, don’t you want people to see your wish card?” Mike asked.
Hazel nodded.
“Then we don’t hang here anymore. I know there is a good place.” Mike led Hazel away from the wishing booth.