In the black of night, fireworks burst forth in succession.
At this moment, Huo Feng squatted in front of Pu Sangzhi's house like a stray, embracing himself tightly in the piercing cold wind, clutching the hot water bottle, stomping his feet while exhaling the cold air…
Although today was New Year's, the alley by Pu Sangzhi's house was not at all lively.
It wasn't just that Lin Qianqian's home was empty; other households in the alley had also closed their doors early...
This New Year's Eve, not even the convenience stores were open.
Huo Feng, having nowhere to take shelter from the cold, could only sit at her doorstep, waiting...
"So cold... Why isn't she back yet..."
Huo Feng checked his phone, and it was nearly ten o'clock.
Ten o'clock and still not back—could it be that she wasn't coming?
"We agreed to spend New Year's together... Is this woman going to stand me up?"
