As if bewitched by Gu Qichen's voice.
Eventually, Xia Yangyang slowly took a seat.
Gu Qichen held Xia Ye in his arms, sitting down a little closer to Xia Yangyang.
The two of them shoulder to shoulder, watching the snowflakes dancing in the air.
Holding Tuanzi in his arms, Gu Qichen finally spoke, "How have you been these years?"
It was probably the first time since their reunion that they had spoken to each other so calmly.
Strangely, there was a trace of heartache.
Xia Yangyang lowered her head, "How about you?"
Gu Qichen fell silent for a moment, "I haven't been doing well, not well at all."
Xia Yangyang felt her heart tighten.
As she turned her head towards Gu Qichen, she saw his gaze was firmly on her face.
Gu Qichen's eyes were deep, dark, like the sea under a night sky.
Something in them seemed to bewitch Xia Yangyang.
Xia Yangyang found herself unable to utter a single word.
Gu Qichen suddenly leaned in slowly.
Then gently planted a kiss on Xia Yangyang's lips.