During the Chinese New Year that year, it snowed heavily and firecrackers were loud in the distance. Xie Yu stood upstairs when her aunt called. "
Looking down, I saw a figure shivering from the cold, holding steaming soy milk in his hands.
"It's okay, I'm not busy, I'm not alone. "Xie Yu finally thought about it and said.
"Then who's waiting for me downstairs? "