On Christmas Eve, several colleagues received flowers from their boyfriends.
The team leader teased me:
"Yueyue's boyfriend has a doctorate in art. He must know more about romance than us ordinary social animals."
After all, Gu Yunchuan gave me the enviable nine hundred and ninety-nine burgundy roses the year before last.
Last year he gave me an "I love you" photo frame made of countless pink diamonds.
Gu Yunchuan has never let me lose when it comes to showing affection.
But this year, the phone was silent all night.
I was worried that something might happen to Gu Yunchuan, so I applied for annual leave in advance and traveled halfway around the world on one ticket.
But when she rushed downstairs against the snow, she saw him and another girl kissing under the Christmas tree.
