Yan Xixi woke up to find the light outside the window already dim.
Checking the time, it was only three in the afternoon, but the continuous snowfall made it seem more like dusk.
After freshening up, she went out and found a figure sitting in the living room: Wan Donglin. He was reading a document. Hearing her footsteps, he said without looking up, "Xixi, you're awake? Perfect. I'm hungry too. Let's go out to eat."
She remained standing where she was.
He looked up. "All freshened up? Let's go."
Of course, she didn't disobey him.
That day, on a whim, Wan Donglin took her to an extremely bustling street. A food exhibition was being held there, featuring snacks from all around the globe. It seemed as if everyone in the city who hadn't returned to their hometowns had gathered here. The place was a sea of people, packed so tightly it was difficult to move.
