Xu Muhuang set the itinerary for these two days.

  It was a snowy day and it was too cold outside, so Yang Fuxiao's lips were frozen white after just one afternoon at the ski resort, so she could only choose some indoor activities.

  There is a winter vegetable greenhouse on the farmhouse side. During the day, Yang Fuxiao would go in and take a walk around. If he met farmers fertilizing or watering, he would lend a hand, and the farmers would usually give Yang Fuxiao some free vegetables and fruits as payment.

  Xu Muhuang felt that facing the vegetables on the ground would be boring, and indeed it was. However, in this snowy weather, wanting to go out and do some activities was also a case of having the will but lacking the strength.

  Yang Mosheng brought a basket of vegetables, including carrots, cabbage and potatoes. Yang Mosheng went to buy some meat and personally cooked for Xu Mochen.

  There was no kitchen in the room upstairs, so Yang Shuoxiao went downstairs to borrow the kitchen of the farmhouse.

  Xu Muhuang followed Yang Fuxiao downstairs, and Yang Fuxiao put on plastic gloves to peel the fish. Turning around, he said to Xu Muhuang: "You're not allowed to interfere, I want to cook personally."

  "OK, I'll just watch from behind."

  Yang's cooking skills were not refined, and she could only stir-fry a few simple dishes before. Making an egg drop soup or just boiling instant noodles was her forte. Now, suddenly upgrading to making braised fish in soy sauce, this high-end dish, still couldn't avoid being flustered, especially with this freshly caught carp that had just been scooped out of the water, jumping and flipping about, almost slipping from her grasp every minute.

  It's really too slippery.

  When the carp slipped out of his hands and fell to the floor again, Yang Fuxiao's basin of water was suddenly knocked over. As he turned around to pick up the fish, the water in his hand splashed all over Xu Mochen's back.

  Xu Muhuang raised her eyes and looked at Yang Fuxiao.

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Xu Mo Huan's wet clothes, still dripping with water, and blinked twice, "I didn't do it on purpose."

  It's really not intentional, can only blame the fish for being too mischievous.

  Xu Muhuang's clothes were already wet, so he directly picked up the fish, turned the knife over and knocked it unconscious with a slap. He then used the back of the knife to scrape off the scales from the head of the fish at an angle. With a few quick and neat cuts, he opened up the belly and removed the internal organs.

  His technique was very skilled, but Yang Mu Xiao felt a bit nauseous, especially when Xu Mo Heng's originally clean hands were stained with red and sticky things, making her start to associate and eventually couldn't help but vomit.

  Xu Muhuang: "......"

  Yang brushed off his hand: "I think as long as I've had fish guts once, I don't want to eat fish for the rest of my life."

  However, the fish looked fresh and delicious after being cleaned up. Yang Fuxiao dispelled the image of the fish's internal organs from her mind.

  Xu Muhuang made a few cuts on the fish's body with a knife and placed it on the chopping board.

  "Alright, I'm going upstairs to change clothes."

  Yang nodded: "I know, you hurry up and change, don't catch a cold."

  Xu Muhuang turned around and walked out of the kitchen, while Yang Fuxiao continued to fiddle with the fish.

  But since Xu Muhuang had already arranged everything, the next steps were much simpler. Yang Fuxiao followed the steps her grandmother used to take when cooking fish, step by step, and finally covered it with a lid to simmer.

  Stir-fry two more dishes and make a soup, then we'll have a complete meal.

  Yang Fu Xiao wiped his hands with the apron and turned around to see the person standing at the kitchen door, giving him a fright.

  "Tina?"

  At noon, Su Yan and Lu Li had already arrived. Lu Li went to arrange the rooms for them to stay in. She wandered around downstairs and heard a familiar voice coming from the kitchen next door. She poked her head in and saw Yang Fu Xiao cooking.

  "You're here, where's Gu Qingcheng?"

  Su Yan still wasn't used to calling Xu Mochen, so she just called him Gu Qingcheng all the time.

  Yang Mu Xiao said: "Go upstairs and change clothes."

  Su Yan immediately knew that time was running out and hastily picked two of the most critical questions to ask: "How long do you plan on staying here?"

  "There's no schedule, I'll be here for the next two days."

  Su Yan pulled out a mobile phone from her sleeve and put it in Yang Fu Xiao's pocket, "Keep this phone with you, if there's any news, contact me immediately."

  She took a glance behind her and retreated from the kitchen first.

  As I was going up the stairs, Xu Muhuang happened to be coming down from the stairs.

  Su Yan's footsteps paused for a moment, and Xu Mochen's gaze didn't even stay on Su Yan beside him, directly brushing past her shoulder.

  She stopped in her tracks, turned around and looked at this old friend who was once very familiar to her. He had gone downstairs without making a sound, not even exchanging a glance with her. Suddenly, she understood the implied meaning behind Lu Li's words.

  Loudi had already booked a room upstairs, Su Yan stretched out her hand to Loudi for the key, "Which one is mine?"

  "It's this one."

  Su Yan didn't react in time, and after opening the door, she saw that there were large bags of Lu Li's placed around the room. She narrowed her eyes and asked, "Where is your room?"

  Lu Li shrugged: "Only this room."

  "Sui Yan rolled her eyes: "Is that possible? Are we in a holiday rush season now? Can't even find an extra room."

  "Yes," Lu Li said, "I bought this one from another quarrelsome couple."

  Su Yan: "......"

  She went downstairs to find the front desk, and the front desk showed her the computer full of registered accommodations, and she had already recognized it.

  I forgot there's a ski resort on this side, which is a popular skiing destination, and it gets crowded around this time of year.

  "I just went to ask Fúxiǎo, she said she won't leave here for the time being. I gave her my phone number, if there's any news, she'll call me."

  Lu Li suddenly raised his hand and put on sunglasses, then stretched out his hand to wrap around Su Yan's shoulder, "Then let's go take a look at the ski resort."

  Su Yan looked at Lu Li with a strange expression: "Did you forget to take your medicine before leaving the house? What are we doing here?"

  Lu Li said: "You also said that they won't go anywhere else for these two days. Do you want to wait in the room all the time?"

  That's definitely not it.

  Especially when Lu Li and two people are in the room together.

  Lu Li smiled and walked out the door with his arm around Su Yan's shoulder, "Let's go, dear."

  Su Yan directly shook off Lu Li's arm, "Mind your words, Mr. Lu, I am your enemy."

  Her eyes dimmed slightly, "Of course, I won't forget."

  Yang Fuxiao brought a tray of food, carrying the stir-fried dishes to the upstairs room to eat. Xu Muhuang carried a large tray with a bowl of soup on it.

  As I turned the corner of the stairs, I saw Su Yan and Lu Li right in front of me.

  Yang Fu Xiao's first reaction was to look at Xu Mu Huang in front of him, Xu Mu Huang did not glance sideways and even turned his head to instruct Yang Fu Xiao to walk on the side.

  "Oh."

  As they passed by each other, Yang Fuxiao glanced at Su Yan and nodded.

  Yang brushed off the dawn and collected his gaze, treating each other as two completely strangers, went upstairs.

  ………………

  In City C, as Gu Qingcheng, the CEO of MSC, has not appeared in the company for three consecutive days, the board of directors has made a latest decision to take back power and let Shen Zhou start re-managing MSC.

  Many people are puzzled by this decision, thinking that Chairman Shen would delegate power and the first candidate would be Mr. Shen San, who just returned from studying abroad this year.

  However, since it is so, no one has raised more objections.

  After the board meeting, Shen Zhou brought Shen Jun into the office, "Have you found out the specific location of Gu Qingcheng?"

  Shen Jun shook his head: "No, I've been monitoring Gu Shao's phone calls. No one has called."

  Shen Zhou furrowed his brow.

  It's a bit inconceivable that even if Gu Qingcheng himself didn't make calls to other places, wouldn't he still answer the phone when others called him?

  Shen Jun said: "Maybe the young master has opened another phone card, and this number is already abandoned."

  Shen Jia-yu has never given up searching in the past.

  That afternoon, the people he sent out found the specific location.

  Shen Jia-yu hung up the phone and narrowed his eyes slightly.

  He is the one who made Lu Li leave, so now where Lu Li is must be Gu Qingcheng's hiding place.

  ………………

  On the evening of December 30th, before going to bed, Yang Fuxiao looked at the calendar hanging on the wall.

  The calendar turned over the last page, Yang Xiaoqiang steeled himself and tore off the page with the 30th on the wall.

  There is still one more day left.

  Before falling asleep, Yang Xiao didn't fall asleep habitually, but instead kept a watchful eye. She wasn't sleeping soundly to begin with, and when Xu Muyan's hand on her waist lifted up, her eyelids flickered slightly, and she immediately felt the person beside her leave.

  Wait until there is an extremely faint sound of a door opening and then closing again.

  Yang Xiao opened her eyes in the darkness, and indeed, she was right about what she had guessed.

  She put on a down jacket over her pajamas and quickly followed downstairs.

  It's already bedtime, in the farmhouse, there are very few people wandering outside.

  Downstairs there is a place similar to a bar where people drink, but unlike the high-end wine and champagne over there, they only have liquor made from grains and crops, and one more type, which is rice wine.

  On a table ahead, Yang Xiao indeed saw Xu Mochen's figure, and another figure was Lu Li.

  Yang Brushed Dawn was standing in the shadows, when suddenly she felt someone blowing air on the back of her neck. She quickly turned around to look at the person behind her, and her eyes widened in shock: "Ah..."

  A scream had barely escaped her lips when Su Yan covered her mouth.

  "What's your name? Come with me."

  Su Yan directly pulled Yang Fu Xiao and went back up the stairs again.

  Yang Mu Xiao still has lingering fear, she was really frightened just now, suddenly seeing Su Yan's face distorted due to the light and shadow, her whole body didn't feel well.

  Su Yan asked incredulously, "You're really scared, aren't you?"

  Of course... yes.

  Su Yan brought Yang Gu Xiang to the sheltered area beside the rooftop, where a skylight was open, revealing the snow-covered outside and the snowflakes dancing in the dark blue sky.

  Su Yan leaned against the wall, lit a cigarette, and suddenly remembered that Yang Duxiao was pregnant, so he extinguished the just-lit cigarette and threw it aside.

  "Each year passes so quickly, doesn't it," Su Yan said, "tomorrow is already the last day."

  Yang Fu Xiao was taken aback.

  She originally thought that Su Yan had called her up for something important to say, but Su Yan's opening remarks made her pause in surprise.

  "Yes."

  Su Yan said: "Let's just get by, you know, before Lu Li didn't come back, I was always thinking that when Lu Li came back, he would directly shoot me to death, but when I saw him, I realized that my thoughts were too simple."

  Yang Mu Xiao did not respond.

  She leaned forward and rested on the railing, looking at the snowflakes floating outside.

  Some things, some words, are like the saying goes: "those who are in it are confused, those who watch from the side are clear". Adding one more comforting word makes you feel as if you're standing on a high ground, sympathizing with others.

  They stood there for a while until Su Yan received a phone call and then sent Yang Mu Xiao downstairs.

  Before Yang Fuxiao closed the door, Su Yanyu vaguely blocked the door with her hand and said, "There's still tomorrow."

  Yang Fu Xiao's hand movement paused slightly, and he nodded.

  She lay down on the bed, closed her eyes for just a few minutes, and then heard a sound at the door. Immediately afterwards, she felt the bed beside her sink down slightly.

  Familiar with the cool breath, and a faint scent of smoke.

  Yang Fuxiao slightly opened his eyes, "Have you been smoking?"

  He crashed into her familiar eyes, the man kissed the corner of her mouth, his cool lips printed on the corner of her lips, "Hmm, sleep quickly."

  ………………

  The next morning, Yang was woken up by a kiss.

  This is the ultimate dream of girls: being kissed awake every day.

  Yang Fuxiao opened her eyes, dazedly seeing the man on top of her, half-closing his eyes as he kissed her lips, one hand loosely wrapped around her waist. Feeling Yang Fuxiao wake up, he lightly licked her lips with the tip of his tongue before moving away from her mouth. "Awake?"

  Yang Mu Xiao turned over, pushed Xu Muhuang and covered his head.

  Although it was a very girly way to wake up, for Yang Fu Xiao who had been resting and recovering for the past two days and was feeling almost heavenly, staying in bed was undoubtedly the most comfortable option.

  Then the quilt was lifted at one corner and Xu Muhuang directly hugged Yang Fuxiao in his arms.

  Then, kiss again.

  Until then, thoroughly kiss awake this sleepy woman.

  Yang Mu Xiao stared at Xu Mo Huan in front of him, stretched out his hand and poked him on the chest, "Are you done yet?"

  Xu Muhuang smiled and leaned forward, "It's not over yet."

  Yang Mochen directly lifted the quilt wanting to get out of bed, but was pressed back onto the bed by Xu Mohan, "Lie down for a while longer."

  Xu Muhuang wrapped his arms around Yang Fuxiao's waist, lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling above, closed his eyes, as if he was savoring the atmosphere.

  Yang Xiao rubbed his arm with her chin, "You woke me up, but you're still sleeping in."

  Xu Muhuang didn't respond, but instead tightened his hold on Yang Fuxiao's waist. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, "I just wanted to experience the feeling of you always sleeping in, there's nothing special about it."

  Yang Furong made a face at him in the early morning light.

  "This is also an interest."

  The weather is nice today, the snow has stopped and the sun is out.

  A week of continuous snowfall has made the ski resort's business almost explosive, and once the temperature rises, there is no natural snow, only artificial snow can be made.

  After breakfast, Xu Muhuang wanted to pull Yang Fuxiao out of the door.

  Xu Muhuang borrowed an electric tricycle with a canopy from somewhere and let Yang Fuxiao sit on it. Because of the snowy road, he didn't dare to ride it, so he just pushed her along.

  It's even slower than the pedestrians walking beside them, so Yang Mu Xiao had Xu Mo Huan push the car to the side of the road and lock it up, then held his hand as they strolled slowly along the curb.

  The sun came out and shone on the somewhat lazy person, Xu Muhuang pulled her to the largest shopping mall in this small county town. In fact, it was equivalent to a small shopping mall at that time. The clothes inside were relatively cheaper compared to big cities, but the styles were also older, all of which were old models eliminated from first-tier cities.

  Xu Muhuang slightly frowned, but Yang Fuxiao thought it was quite good. She never chased after trends to buy luxurious clothes, mid-range brands were enough for her. Now these clothes just happened to meet her standards, and she was excitedly browsing around.

  She knew Xu Mochen wanted to buy her clothes, so as long as she had something to wear, it was fine.

  Finally, Yang Wu Xiao chose a black long coat, a pair of dark green boots, and a pair of deep brown flat-heeled ankle boots. With her straight black hair draped over her shoulders, she stood in front of the mirror and suddenly felt like she had changed into a different painting style.

  "Miss, you really have a good eye for this! This coat is our newest style."

  Here, new products arrived in C city, they are all on the verge of elimination, and may even be out of stock.

  Xu Muhuang went ahead to swipe his card and pay. The salesperson on the side complimented, "Sir, your girlfriend has a great figure, she looks good in anything."

  Originally, Xu Muhuang wanted to buy a larger size of this dress for Yang Fuxiao because she is pregnant and her body will only get bigger. However, Yang Fuxiao said: "Just buy this dress, keep it as motivation for myself, can't become a fat woman after giving birth."

  Yang Mochen stood on one side, watching as Xu Murong signed the credit card slip. He covered it with one hand and handed it to the cashier in front of him. Turning around, he put his arm around Yang Mochen: "No matter what you look like, I won't be disgusted. Only now do I feel that your body has gained some weight, and it feels good to pinch."

  Yang Mo Xiao pinched Xu Mu Hong's hand hard, feeling the solid muscles under her fingers. She then lifted her hand and changed to pinching his face, pulling his skin outward, "Thick-skinned."

  The two walked to the hot drink counter outside, Xu Mochen went in to buy a hot drink for Yang Fuxiao, and Yang Fuxiao took a glance at the cash register that had just passed by, quickly turned around and walked back.

  "Miss, I found a little mistake, can I take a look at that POS slip you just signed?"

  It was just a matter of seconds before and after turning around, the cashier handed the POS receipt to Yang Xiao.

  As expected, Yang Fu saw the name "Gu Qingcheng" signed on the POS bill.

  Yang Bi Xiao blinked her eyes, which means that Xu Mu Xiang was clearly aware of Gu Qing Cheng's existence. Suddenly, she remembered a sentence that Xu Mu Xiang had said while hugging her at the Chen Xi Villa District earlier.

  "It's not that you can't see people, but I'm the one who can't see people."

  It wasn't until three years later, up to now, that she finally confirmed that the person who signed the bill three years ago was actually the cardholder Gu Qingcheng himself, and also confirmed what Su Yan said.

  Yang Mu saw Xu Mochen coming out of the store in front and handed the receipt back to the cashier, "Thank you."

  "Mu Hang, I'm over here!"

  Yang waved his hand and beckoned.

  Xu Muhuang walked over to Yang Fuxiao, carrying two transparent bags. He bought a cup of vegetable and fruit juice for Yang Fuxiao and a cup of coffee for himself, then they sat down in a secluded spot in the store.

  Because Yang Mu Xiao's stomach wasn't good, last time she ate outside and ended up vomiting, so this time Xu Mu Huang directly went to the back to watch them squeeze fresh fruit and vegetable juice, even if it cost more.

  Yang Mu Xiao held the cup in her hand, looking at Xu Mo Huan's serious and delicate eyebrows and eyes at this moment. Suddenly, her eyes felt a bit sour, she raised her hand to wipe the corner of her eye, turned around and took a glance outside the window.

  Today is the last day of this year, Xu Muhuang took Yang Fuxiao to the City God Temple in a small county town.

  The electric car was abandoned and took a bus to Chenghuang Temple.

  This bus route includes a middle school and two universities. After waiting for a long time, I finally got on the bus, but it was very crowded and there were no empty seats left.

  Xu Muhuang wanted to take a taxi, but Yang Fuxiao had already paid and squeezed in.

  There were really a lot of people, Yang Fu Xiao pulled Xu Mu Hang towards the back as the vehicle suddenly started moving, Yang Fu Xiao stumbled and Xu Mu Hang wrapped his arms around her, already holding onto the handrail above, "Hold onto me."

  Xu Muhuang leaned against the handrail with one hand and placed the other on Yang Fuxiao's waist.

  Yang Muxiao stretched out his arm and hugged him, feeling that the bus was moving at this time, but under Yang Muxiao's gesture, it also became each other's dependence.

  When I arrived at the Cheng Huang Temple, the sun had already been taken in, and the layered clouds covered the sky, giving people a mistaken impression that it was another overcast day.

  There were not many people in the City God Temple. I bought some incense outside, held it and went in, then knocked my head a few times and asked for a peace symbol.

  Yang Mianxiao actually has a peace charm that was given by Meng Xi's grandmother before, now they are separated by the living and the dead.

  She suddenly remembered that half a year ago, when she followed Gu Qingcheng to Shanghai, she had also gone to the City God Temple. The City God Temple in this small county town was much older, but Yang Fuxiao still solemnly and sincerely kowtowed and lit incense.

  Sometimes, faith can really move mountains.

  Xu Muhuang was always by Yang Wuxia's side, asking for a peace symbol and helping her tie it to her wrist. The red string on her white wrist made her skin look even whiter than snow.

  Although it was only a small temple, Yang Moshuai still went around to visit, and after coming out, Xu Muhuang found a small store to eat.

  Ordered two bowls of noodles.

  Of course, before eating, Xu Muhuang still repeatedly reminded and personally went to the kitchen to supervise, "My wife is pregnant, so, boss, you understand."

  Boss: “......”

  Yang Mu Xiao sat in the back and laughed, especially at a couple eating noodles next to him, making it seem like this store was specifically using gutter oil.

  The taste was good, and before leaving, Xu Muhuang gave the boss an extra ten yuan. The boss, who had been standing behind the cash register with a dark face, finally showed a smile.

  Yang Xiao came out of the small shop with a smile on his face, feeling like the corners of his mouth were going to cramp up from smiling too much.

  She patted Xu Mochen's shoulder: "Don't move, let me laugh for a while."

  Xu Muhuang's lips always had a faint smile, and he raised his hand to help Yang Fu Xiao wipe away the tears that had laughed out of her eyes. "Is it really that laughable? Your sense of humor is getting worse."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and nodded solemnly, but still couldn't close his mouth from laughing: "This joke is enough for me to laugh for a year."

  "Does he laugh whenever he thinks of it?"

  Yang Mu Xiao also learned from Xu Mochen's mannerisms and nodded seriously: "Yes, just thinking about it makes me laugh."

  "That's good."

  But in reality, from now on, every time I think about it, I will have... an urge to cry.

  The City God Temple is almost halfway around the ring city from the farmhouse where they live. The two of them took the last bus back, and it was already dark. There were only two people on the whole bus.

  Yang Mu Xiao pulled Xu Mo Heng to the back seat, sat down by the window, and leaned his head on his shoulder.

  The night view outside the window flashed by, Xu Muhuang held Yang Fuxiao's hand and changed to a ten-finger interlocking handshake.

  Yang Mo's eyelids moved slightly, and he looked down at Xu Mu-huang's clenched fist before closing his eyes.

  ………………

  All day long, Su Yan did not see Yang Duoxiao and Xu Muxiang.

  I went to ask the front desk and just found out that they left at dawn.

  Yesterday, two people went to the ski resort, just simply going there to take a look. The wind was strong and the snow was heavy. Today, the snow cleared up, so they wore their skiing suits.

  Su Yan didn't even prepare to ski, she wouldn't dare to, the ski poles in her hands were used to support her swaying body, it felt like they could break in half at any moment.

  Lu Li had already put on his skiing goggles and slid down the snowy slope in a circle, looking at Su Yan with a mocking expression: "Can't do it, or are you afraid?"

  Su Yan was suddenly enraged by Lu Li's words, "Who says I don't dare?"

  She fell on her butt, and her snowboard slid forward a bit out of control.

  Ludi smiled and walked over, directly bending his knee to tap Su Yan's knee with the back of his own. "Bend your knees, lower your center of gravity, lean forward with your upper body when skiing."

  As he spoke, Lu Li directly moved Su Yan's ski pole back a bit, "If you want to fall harder, just stretch your ski pole forward."

  Su Yan has started sliding slowly on flat ground according to Lu Li's words.

  Her comprehension has always been amazing, but after Ludi said a few words and watched Ludi and other skiing enthusiasts' movements, she basically grasped the movement essentials, even surprising Ludi.

  Su Yan lifted her ski goggles up a bit, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes.

  If it weren't for her family situation when she was young, she would not have gone to study makeup after graduating from high school. Even the head teacher of her high school class said that Su Yan going to the Chinese Academy of Sciences is more than enough.

  Su Yan became more and more skilled, even able to shake off Lu Li from a distance.

  However, he did not expect that in front of him was a very steep snow slope. When Su Yan discovered it, he could no longer avoid it.

  "When you want to stop, separate your skis into an 'eight' shape and don't dig one edge of the ski into the snow."

  But at this uncontrollable speed, Su Yan had no way of controlling her skis or even the ski poles in her hands.

  Suddenly, Lu Li pounced over from behind and knocked Su Yan to the ground. The two of them hugged each other and rolled down the snowy slope.

  Ludi's first reaction was to press Su Yan's occipital bone against his chest, and fortunately, the snow on which Su Yan had fallen was quite thick, so when the two of them rolled down the snowy slope, apart from being covered all over in fine snow, they were not injured. This also made the ski resort staff breathe a sigh of relief, because if anything had happened at the ski resort, they would definitely have been held responsible.

  "Are you okay?"

  Su Yan took off her skiing goggles and looked at Lu Li, who had just protected her head, so his own head must have bumped many times when he was rolling down.

  Ludi removed the ski hat from his head, "Thanks for your concern, I'm fine now."

  Su Yan asked hesitantly: "Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

  Lu Li glanced at Su Yan with a slightly mocking gaze: "You're so concerned about me, you can accompany me to the hospital."

  Su Yan brushed past his face: "I'm just afraid you have a concussion."

  Finally, Su Yan accompanied Lu Li to the hospital for a trip, took an X-ray and found nothing wrong, and only then did she put her mind at ease.

  After the two returned to the farmhouse, they simply ate something and it was already 8 o'clock in the evening. Those two people who left early in the morning still hadn't come back.

  Lu Li was leaning against the bar on one side, smoking. Just as he was about to light his third cigarette, Su Yan walked over and snatched the lighter from Lu Li's hand, throwing it into the trash can.

  Su Yan said: "I've pinched your cigarette, and the smell of smoke is making me anxious."

  Lu Li extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray in front of him.

  "Don't worry, since Yang Duoxiao has agreed to you, he absolutely won't abandon others at this time," Lu Li said. "Moreover, by tomorrow at the latest, Shen Zhou will come looking for him."

  Su Yan slightly furrowed her brow.

  "Gu Qingcheng's cash is already gone, if he goes out today, he'll definitely use his card. Do you think Shen Zhou won't check the bank records?"

  That's right.

  Last night, Lu Li found Gu Qingcheng at the bar downstairs and talked about this matter.

  Just then Su Yan's mobile phone rang.

  Su Yan saw the name flashing on her phone screen and immediately got up, wiping the smile off her face as she turned to go answer the call on the balcony.

  "Your godfather?"

  Su Yan's footsteps paused, "Hmm."

  Lu Li looked at Su Yan's back, and his eyes became increasingly deep.

  On the balcony, Su Yan hung up the phone and stared blankly at her mobile screen.

  The sound of his father's voice still echoed in his mind.

  The door behind her made a sound, and her back seemed to have been electrocuted. In an instant, she turned around and put the phone into her pocket at the first time.

  Lu Li also went up to the balcony, looking at Su Yan with a defensive gaze, and suddenly hooked his lips into a smile: "Is it your godfather again ordering you to do something?"

  "No."

  Lu Li smiled and said, "Every time you have something on your mind, you always make this kind of expression."

  "Why didn't you notice it before?"

  Lu Li didn't speak, her gaze fell on the vast sky.

  That's because I never suspected it before.

  A loud explosion sounded.

  A firework that suddenly burst in the sky, exploded in an instant, and flames instantly scattered from the sky, suddenly appearing in Su Yan's pupils.

  Su Yan excitedly shouted: "Fireworks are going off."

  ………………

  This burst of fireworks in an instant, at the same time, was reflected in the pupils of countless young men and women on this empty land.

  Also among them is Yang Moxiao.

  Yang Mu Xiao followed Xu Mo Huan outside for a whole day, to be honest, he was already a bit tired, although his cerebral cortex was still awake.

  The moment the fireworks exploded, Yang Fu Xiao's senses had already been mobilized, watching such a beautiful scene at such close range.

  Immediately followed by another burst of fireworks, a silver flower blooming in the fire tree.

  "Ahhhhh!"

  Standing next to Yang Fu Xiao was a young couple, and the girl looked like she had just discovered a new continent, screaming at the top of her lungs, with a decibel level that could rival the sound of fireworks exploding overhead.

  Yang Mu Xiao suddenly hugged one side of Xu Miao Hang, because the loud rumbling sound on his head was too noisy. At such a close distance, he had to shout loudly when talking to Xu Miao Hang: "Xu Miao Hang!"

  Xu Muhuang looked at Yang Fuxiao and slightly tilted his head: "What?"

  Yang Mu-xiang still repeated calling his name: "Xu Mo-huang!"

  This time, Xu Mochen fixed his gaze on her and didn't ask any more questions.

  "Xu Muhuang!"

  "Xǔ Mù Háng!"

  "Xu Muhuang!"

  Yang Buruoxiao called out seven times in total.

  "Okay..."

  Just as she was about to call out "Xu Muhuang" for the eighth time, Xu Muhuang took a step forward and wrapped her in his arms, kissing her suddenly, their lips meeting.

  The name "Mù Héng" was held in Mu Heng's mouth.

  It's cold on the snowy ground, but since it's the last day of the year, there are many people who don't want to leave, all waiting for that moment when the year crosses over.

  Yang Mosheng's sudden enthusiasm also had to wait until after the New Year, Xu Muhuang was afraid that Yang Mosheng would catch a chill, so he let her go inside first to drink some hot water.

  Yang Fu Xiao thought so too, now that she's pregnant, even a cold is hard to get rid of.

  She was drinking something downstairs. Xu Muhuang went upstairs to get a down jacket for Yang Fuxiao and wrapped it thickly around her.

  Xu Muhuang's mobile phone in his outer garment pocket suddenly rang.

  He didn't avoid Yang Bufang, took out his mobile phone in front of her, glanced at the screen and answered it.

  "Who's there? It's Grandma."

  Xu Muhuang was silent for a moment.

  Yang Mu Xiao also felt something was different and turned around, looking at Xu Mo Huan.

  Xu Muhuang was stunned for a moment, holding her phone, letting her arm hang down, and placing the phone by Yang Fuxiao's ear.

  Inside the receiver, Old Lady Yang's voice sounded somewhat aged, "Dawn? Is it a wrong number..."

  "Grandma, I'm Dawn."

  Yang Mu Xiao suddenly heard her grandmother's voice, and immediately took the phone from Xu Mo Huan's hand, glanced at the name on the screen, which was Shen Jia Yu.

  "Hey, I was saying, why didn't you say anything for so long... This is the phone of my little Sheng, where are you now? Are you feeling a bit better?"

  Grandma's words made Yang Wuxiao's eyes feel a little hot.

  She immediately linked up and continued to speak along with her grandmother's words.

  "Hmm, I'm pretty good, Grandma... why did you use Jiarui's phone to call me?"

  Mrs. Yang said: "Little Shen brought me from my hometown, I came to see how you are."

  Yang Brushed Dawn chatted with her grandmother about some family matters, and her grandmother asked: "When are you coming back?"

  Yang Brushed off the silence for a moment and said: "Soon, we'll be back tomorrow."

  "Okay, wait for Little Shen to tell you two sentences."

  The phone was returned from Old Lady Yang's hand back to Shen Jia-yu's hand, "Dawn."

  This was the first time Yang Mu Xiao had heard Shen Jia Yu's voice since their wedding day until now.

  She suppressed the sob that came out when she received her grandmother's phone call earlier and said, "I'll be back tomorrow, Jiayou, don't worry about me."

  "Uh-huh, we'll wait for your return."

  Old Lady Yang was on the other end of the phone, and at the same time she handed the mobile phone to Shen Jia-yu, she had already checked the number she just dialed against the mobile phone number of Gu Qing-cheng that existed in her own mobile phone, and found it to be consistent.

  She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at this identical mobile phone number, with a sense of heaviness in her heart.

  ………………

  The midnight bell finally arrived amidst everyone's anticipation.

  Xu Muhuang held Yang Bufang's hand tightly and listened as she counted down.

  Twelve tones, twelve sounds.

  Happy New Year.

  Three years ago on New Year's Eve, Yang Mu Xiao remembered it very clearly. At that time, he went to the New Year's concert in City C and didn't know where Xu Muxiang got the admission tickets from.

  That night, she remembered particularly clearly, the fireworks exploding in the sky, Jay Chou's song, the countdown of the whole audience, and Xu Mochen's hand tightly holding hers.

  Three years ago, New Year's Eve was spent with Xu Muhuang. Three years later, New Year's Eve is still spent with Xu Muhuang.

  "Let's go back."

  Xu Muhuang turned around at the same time, and Yang Fuxiao grabbed his wrist.

  Yang Furong bit her lip.

  She raised her head again to gaze at the starlight above, reversing the flow of tears back into her heart. Her eyes fell, and she saw Su Yan standing not far in front of her.

  In fact, she could be with Xu Mochen recklessly, not caring about Gu Qingcheng, her grandmother or anyone else, just immersing herself in this world, letting this man belong to her alone, whether it's Gu Qingcheng or Xu Mochen, he is the man in front of her.

  But it's just not possible.

  She can secretly take Xu Muhuang for herself, but no, she can't.

  But in the moment of looking up, after all, I still didn't manage to hold back the tears and they flowed down along my cheeks.

  "Xu Muhuang..."

  But then, what followed was unspeakable.

  Xu Muhuang's eyes at this moment were particularly black, as if they could see into the depths of a person's heart.

  "So, is today considered the last day you'll be with me?"

  Yang Mu Xiao sniffled and said: "Yes."

  Xu Muhuang suddenly smiled, but even Yang Duxiao could see that he was forcing it.

  "So you've decided to leave after all?"

  Yang Duoxiao nodded slightly.

  Actually, Xu Muhuang had known the outcome two days ago when he helped Yang Fuxiao put on her ring and she suddenly curled up her palm.

  The last time skiing, the last time cooking personally, the last time accompanying.

  He raised his hand and used the rough palm of his finger to wipe away Yang Xiao's tears on her face, then pulled the corner of his mouth again, but didn't laugh out loud. He just lowered his voice: "Thank you for giving me such a wonderful memory, I'm very happy."

  Although he may no longer even have memories.

  ………………

  As Su Yan pulled Yang Gu's arm to walk towards the car in front, Xu Mochen stood behind them on the snowy ground, raised his hand and smiled as he waved at her.

  Yang Fuxiao got on the bus, and the vehicle moved slowly.

  Looking back from the rearview mirror, the man stood in the snowy ground, alone, his figure gradually lengthening, farther and farther away.

  Suddenly, the man ran after the car for several steps. As the vehicle's speed got faster and faster, the man was left behind.

  Yang suddenly choked out a word in his throat: "Stop the car!"

  Su Yan asked the driver to stop the car, and the car stopped by the side of the road. The people who were running after the car also stopped in their tracks.

  Yang Mu Xiao's hand was on the car door, which had already been opened.

  Su Yan reminded Yang Du Xiao: "You have to think it through."

  Yang Mu Xiao's hand paused.

  The sky has started drifting with small snow again, fine and dense, weaving a huge net between heaven and earth.

  The man standing alone by the side of the road, watching as the car in front stopped and then drove away, looked up at the dark blue sky, curled up the corner of his mouth, a bitter smile.

  Dawn

  His daughter has really grown up.

  ………………

  The radio in the car broadcasted the voice of a female DJ.

  "There is a friend from Guangdong who dedicated this song 'From Beginning to Now' to her first love: Her first love is getting married tomorrow, and here she sincerely wishes him happiness."

  "Have you really forgotten your first love?"

  "What if one day you met someone who looked exactly like him, was he really him? Is it possible? Is this the tolerance of fate or another malicious joke..."

  In Zhang Xin Zhe's clear and bright voice, Yang Fu Xiao went from quietly crying with her eyes closed to wailing loudly, biting hard on her lips until they bled.

  Su Yan leaned over her shoulder, letting her lean on her shoulder. Yang Fu Xiao raised her hand and hugged Su Yan's shoulder: "I don't want to... I really don't want to..."

  Su Yan patted her back: "I know, I know..."

  The man stood in the snow for a long time before turning around and going upstairs.

  Back in that room, on the desk by the window, a table lamp was lit, and under a black inkstone, a piece of paper was pressed down.

  The man walked over and unfolded the paper, on which was written a passage.

  I still lost.

  I don't know if you've noticed, but she already likes you more than me.

  In the hot spring resort two days ago, that night, she was talking in her sleep and called out your name.

  But I also won.

  Because even if she looks at you, she will never forget me again, and she will remember me for a lifetime.

  I know you must have liked her too, no need to rush to deny it. Maybe at first it was because of my feelings that were transmitted to you, but under the New Year's fireworks and rain, you suppressed me and then kissed her.

  Finally, you have to treat her well.

  I won't bother you again, never will.

  Goodbye.

  Brother.

  Under the dim yellow light, it seems like a man can be seen bowing his head and writing.

  Gu Qingcheng held the lighter in his hand, ignited it, and brought it close to the paper. The orange-yellow flame instantly engulfed the paper, with a light blue edge emitting a scorched smell. His index finger relaxed, and the paper fell to the ground, turning into a piece of ash.

  He got up indifferently, turned off the desk lamp, and the room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

  "Goodbye, brother."