"It's really cold today."

Fang Zhihua shrank, the tip of her nose turned red from the cold, and the heat she exhaled turned into a dense white mist in the dim light of the street lamp, which was mixed with the flying snowflakes.

"Let's change into a down jacket tomorrow. Don't wear a windbreaker anymore. It's too thin."

Fang Zhihua patted his arm gently.

"Know it."

Su Songyi sometimes finds her annoying, but occasionally he likes her nagging.

"You always say you know, but you just don't listen to me."

Fang Zhihua said, turning her face slightly, her beautiful cheeks under the hood were a little pale, and her light pink cherry lips pursed.

A few strands of blue silk hung down like willow curtains, covering her beautiful peach blossom eyes. Su Songyi could not clearly see the expression on her face.

But hearing her slightly resentful tone, she must be a little angry.

"I will listen to you."

Su Songyi somehow wanted to make this girl happy.

"Hmph~"

Fang Zhihua just rolled his eyes and sneered at this.

At this time, the slightly warm car lights came on far away, passing through the snow curtain.

He suddenly remembered that in his previous composition class, the teacher asked them to describe a kind of light.

Su Songyi has a special liking for car lights. Sometimes when he wakes up in the middle of the night and is no longer sleepy, he will lie in bed and look at the quiet lights of thousands of houses outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

This city is tireless and never rests.

In the middle of the night, some people are drunk, dissolute, and indulged in sex; some people are busy working hard for a living, and some people are playing with their lives outside, wandering around until dawn and refusing to go home.

When Su Songyi was speechless about the long night, a warm light would light up thousands of miles away.

Those lights passed through a long distance, shone into his dark room, and reached his eyes, as if they were greetings and care from a stranger.

"Hey, you haven't slept either? Remember not to stay up late."

Those lights will get closer and closer, and then gradually move away after saying hello.

Just like a parabola that opens upward and has no intersection with the X-axis, when it is closest to the X-axis, it will gradually leave and never come back.

There are millions of travelers coming and going in this city. Why is it that your light shines right into my house?

Thinking about it this way, it's quite romantic.

Therefore, Su Songyi feels that car lights are a very romantic existence, just like a girl's tender and affectionate eyes.

This ambiguous description made the class burst into laughter. Even the Chinese teacher, who was always known for being serious and rigid, said that he had the potential to be a scumbag.

The lights are getting brighter and brighter, the sound of car horns, engines roaring, tires rubbing on the ground...from far to near.

The ambiguous car lights shone on the girl's cheeks, making her porcelain-white skin look like glass. Her long eyelashes cast clear shadows under her eyelids. Su Songyi seemed to be able to count how many eyelashes she had.

The girl's loving eyes also shone on Su Songyi's face.

An S-series Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of the two of them. The window was rolled down, and Lu Yiyi's eyes were gentle and calm.

"Come up quickly, don't freeze."

"Thank you Aunt Lu!"

Fang Zhihua thanked her, took Su Songyi's hand, opened the door, and squeezed into the back seat.

Min Yuchan handed over the two warm babies that had been charged.

"Thank you, Sister Yuchan!"

Su Songyi put her hands in the Tokopi Nuan baby with a comfortable look on her face.

Fang Zhihua simply rested her head on Min Yuchan's shoulder. The two of them were close to each other, sharing a hand warmer from Fatty, and they were particularly close.

"The weather outside is not good, so be careful when you go out. If you encounter this situation again, just call me and I will pick you up."

As Lu Yiyi said this, she motioned for the children to fasten their seat belts.

"alright, I got it."

Fang Zhihua nodded repeatedly.

"Songyi, is today your birthday? Zhihua specially bought a cake."

Min Yuchan, who was having sex with Fang Zhihua, looked at the cake she was carrying and immediately became excited, so she moved over to take a look.

Hearing this, Lu Yiyi glanced through the rearview mirror and couldn't help but become nervous.

If today is the child's birthday, it would be too bad. She hasn't had time to prepare a gift yet.

"No, this stupid guy suddenly wanted to eat cake, so I went to buy one for him."

Fang Zhihua said, stretching out her finger and gently poking Su Songyi's face.

"I want to eat cake too! Brother Songyi, good brother, can you let me eat a little bit? I'll just eat a little bit."

Min Yuchan looked at Su Songyi, her beautiful eyes blinked slightly, and she stretched out her fingers to gesture.

Su Songyi said nothing, just smiled and nodded.

"I happen to be craving something sweet, Song Yi, can you give me a piece too?"

Lu Yiyi asked softly, with a hint of coquettishness in her tone, revealing a hint of the playfulness of a little woman.

Although she is an elder, she looks too young and very beautiful, so even if she imitates a little girl's cooing, it doesn't seem to be out of place.

Sure enough, this is a world where faces are judged.

"good!"

Su Songyi happily agreed.

"What type of cake is this? Fruit cake?"

Min Yuchan looked at the cake without blinking.

“Black Forest Chocolate.”

"I like!"

When Min Yuchan heard this, the glimmer in her eyes seemed to be a little brighter. She rubbed her hands with expectation on her face.

It was strange to say that in the past, when she lived alone, she would not feel anything like expensive delicacies.

Now that she has a new home, sharing even ordinary things makes her feel doubly happy.

For example, as soon as she got up in the morning, Su Songyi made breakfast.

Fang Zhihua likes hard-boiled eggs, and she likes half-boiled eggs.

Su Songyi will keep these small details in mind.

She and her sister would even argue over who would eat the last pan-fried bun.

Even ordinary cakes seem to have become extra precious.

…

In Fang Zhihua's room, Su Songyi and the two girls were sitting on the carpet, eating cake and looking at the snowy scene outside the window.

The wind and hail rustled on the thick double-glazed glass, and the floor heating in the room gave off a reassuring temperature.

The chocolate has a hint of bitterness, which neutralizes the sugar in the cream. The cream has a silky and delicate texture, and it doesn't taste greasy.

The cake is very soft and has the aroma of wine.

Fang Zhihua was eating the cake happily, and lazily put her feet on Su Songyi's body, rubbing her toes on Su Songyi's body through the pink cotton socks, with a comfortable look on her face.

She probably regarded Su Songyi as a foot-warming cat.

"Sister Zhihua, if I want to eat cake in the future, will you still buy it for me?"

Su Songyi looked at the flying snow outside the window, her eyes gradually becoming gentle.

"That's a nice idea. Let Yuchan buy it for you. How can I have so much pocket money?"

Fang Zhihua licked the cream on her lips, pouted and said coquettishly.

Su Songyi smiled slightly when he heard this. The snow outside the window turned into a painting, like the east wind blowing away thousands of trees and flowers.

"Good night, sister."

Su Songyi said this when leaving their room.
Chapter completed!