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Song Yu was chatting with Ruan Danchen while watching the Spring Festival Gala on her phone, when a call came in.

Seeing Qi Chengzhi's name, Song Yu peeked at Yu Qianying from the corner of her eyes. Seeing that her attention was focused on the skit being broadcasted, she took her phone and walked into her room, closing the door and picking up the phone.

One hand blocking her ears, the other holding her phone, she had yet to speak when she heard Qi Chengzhi's voice that made her feel more and more safe, "I'm downstairs."

He just came this morning, why is he here again?

Song Yu looked at the time. It was already 11am.

Knowing that it was useless to talk to him other than going down immediately, Song Yu put on a down jacket, took her phone and key and snuck out.

She went downstairs, but she did not see Qi Chengzhi's victory. On the contrary, many people were setting off firecrackers, probably because they took up all the space, making it impossible for Qi Chengzhi to enter.

She then walked out and saw Qi Chengzhi's car at the side of the outermost building.

Qi Chengzhi was wearing a dark blue woolen coat. It was rare to see that he wasn't wearing a shirt. Instead, he was wearing a black and white striped V-neck sweater. The long, straight legs in khaki trousers leaned against the back door of the car.

The long fingers of his leather-gloved hands held the cigarette, and there they sat quietly, exhaling a faint cloud of smoke that was quickly dispersed by the cold wind.

Song Yu's footsteps had also slowed down, and her gaze was always on his face.

He was so different from Jian Yi, and from the bottom of his heart, he revealed an aura that no one else could imitate.

At some point, whenever she saw him from a distance like this, she was especially calm, but when she got close to him, she was especially nervous.

She never knew that a man who smoked in silence could be so beautiful.

Sensing that she was near, Qi Chengzhi looked over to her, his eyes filled with gentleness.

Being stared at by the other party, Zhang Xuan's stomach started to pound, and his heartbeat quickened.

Standing in front of him, Qi Chengzhi also stood up straight, his body suddenly elongated, as though he had blocked quite a bit of wind for her.

She slightly raised her head, but her gaze could only see his chin. Until now, she still didn't dare to look directly at him.

"Why aren't you waiting in the car?" she asked softly, standing for only a moment before her white cheeks were flushed and her hair flew in the wind.

Song Yu thought in frustration that if she had known earlier that she should have tied up her hair before coming down, it would have been her fault for leaving in such a hurry.

She had only thought of this, but she hadn't thought that when a woman began to care about her image in front of a man, she would care about him, care about him, and keep him in her heart.

Qi Chengzhi used his hands to smooth her hair. He could still smell the scent of the leather on the gloves.

He opened the back door. "Get in first."

Song Yu was curious, why did he let her sit in the back?

Just as he was suspiciously sitting down, the car door opposite him also opened, and Qi Chengzhi also sat in.

The space inside the car was narrow, and with the lights on, it was not as dark as it was outside. The pressure on Song Yu instantly increased, and she was so embarrassed that she did not know what to do.

The clear fragrance of the cold wind mixed with Qi Chengzhi's body assaulted him, causing his frozen face to turn hot.

"Why did you come over now and not stay home to keep watch?"

Qi Chengzhi removed the gloves from his hands one by one, revealing his clean and clear hands, "I want to come over and guard the New Year with you."

He threw the gloves to the side and reached out to grab Song Yu's cold hands. He held her hands in his palms and warmed her up with his own warmth.

Not long after, Song Yu's stiff fingers became much more comfortable.

The man who was supposed to be guarding Qi Family, had actually abandoned an entire family and ran out to guard the year with her.

For the Spring Festival, she didn't need others to tell her how important it was to keep watch over the Spring Festival. This was something she did with her family, but he came to find her …

Song Yu's heartbeat continued to accelerate, and those who did not dare look at him suddenly raised their heads, and stared at his magnificent and dispirited face, just in time to meet his deep and focused gaze.

When she looked down at his white and clean hands earlier, he had been looking at her this attentively.

Song Yu's heart skipped a beat, and her blushing face reddened, "Wait here, I'll be right back."

"Wait a moment." Qi Chengzhi said softly as he took his gloves and put them on her.

His hands were large, and the gloves were on her hands. They were empty at the tips, about the length of a knuckle.

Inside the glove, was the temperature of Wei Ziqi's hand.

Wearing his gloves, Song Yu jogged into the corridor.

At the door, she took off her gloves and stuffed them into the pocket of her down jacket.

Upon entering, he saw Yu Qianying cooking dumplings in the kitchen. When she heard the door close, she turned to see Song Yu walking in from the outside and asked curiously: "Where did you go?"

"I'm downstairs watching someone release fireworks." Song Yu did not take off her down jacket, and directly walked into the kitchen. "Let me cook, you go watch the Spring Festival Gala with Dad."

"No need, I've already started cooking. Go take a look." Yu Qianying was afraid that the dumplings would sink to the bottom of the pot and stir up water from time to time.

Song Yu took the spoon and pushed her out, "I'm not very interested in the Spring Festival Gala, go take a look.

"Okay okay okay, don't push." Yu Qianying laughed as she shook her head, returning back to the living room.

Song Yu took out a big container, and a small box the size of her palm. She poured some vinegar into it and closed the lid.

He placed the cooked dumplings in a large preservation box, picked up two pairs of chopsticks and carried them out the door.

Song Yu got back into the car, Qi Chengzhi saw her bring warm dumplings over, no wonder she took such a long time to "go and go back".

"Wait a moment." Song Yu said as she leaned forward and turned on the radio. There was no need to change the frequency, any channel would be broadcasting the Spring Festival Gala.

Song Yu sat back down, and the host's happy voice came out from the radio several times.

When the last bell chime sounded, Song Yu coincidentally opened the box.

"You did it yourself?" Qi Chengzhi took the chopsticks and picked up a dumpling.

"The filling my mom mixed up, and then we wrapped it together." Song Yu picked one up and laughed embarrassedly, "I'm the one who pack these kinds of herbs with especially big ears."

Qi Chengzhi silently put down the originally white and fat dumpling, and directly picked up Song Yu's dumpling, dipped it in vinegar and ate it.

Outside the carriage, the smoke and flames that were rising into the air shone brightly and entered Qi Chengzhi's face, covering him in a layer of haziness.

The two of them ate hot dumplings in the car, accompanied by the sound of a program coming from the radio. It was especially warm.

He was not afraid of the heat. He dipped his mouth in vinegar and took a bite, yet he did not seem rude at all. He still looked as elegant and beautiful as ever.

When Yu Qianying heard that the countdown for the new year's bell had ended, but Song Yu did not bring the dumplings over, so she called out: "Song Yu, are the dumplings ready?"

But after waiting for more than a minute, Song Yu did not reply. Yu Qianying stood up and muttered to herself.

When she walked into the kitchen, Song Yu was no longer there. The dumpling from before had disappeared, and the rest of the dumplings were still raw, untouched, in their original position.

"This girl, she told me where the dumplings were cooked!" Yu Qianying muttered as she boiled the water to boil the dumplings.

After the two of them finished the dumplings, the Spring Festival Gala ended as well.

Qi Chengzhi placed the empty Tupperware case on the front passenger seat and turned off the radio.

The atmosphere that had originally been a result of the bustling show was now back to normal.

When Qi Chengzhi sat back down, a firework exploded in mid air. The brilliant rays of light shone in and imprinted onto Song Yu's face, outlining her exquisite yet delicate facial features.

"That... I'll go back first. Be careful on your way back. " Song Yu was flustered by his stare and was about to turn around and leave, but Wei Ziqi grabbed her arm and easily pulled her into his embrace.

"I haven't told you, happy new year." His low, husky voice came in close to her ear, and his lips brushed her ear, moving down the line of her ear to the lobe.

The warm breath landed on her ears and neck, Song Yu pressed both of his hands against her chest as her heart raced wildly.

"Spring — oh …" Before he could finish the last three words, his lips were already covered.

He clasped her back with his hands, his right hand sliding down her back, and suddenly he was holding her up and letting her slide onto the leather chair. She squeezed into the middle and pressed her lips together.