Xie Ran raised his head with tears in his eyes, and a woman with long, slightly curly chestnut hair and delicate features came into view. The woman untied her scarf, bent down, and tied it for Xie Ran. Xie Ran stared blankly at the actions of the person in front of him, not knowing how to react.
"Take it." Xie Ran subconsciously took the drink handed over by the woman, "Thank you, I..."
"Go back early, Merry Christmas."