Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

As soon as Cui Sanning entered the house, he was attracted by the furnishings of the house.

There is also a vintage brass wall clock hanging on the right wall, with a yellow pendulum and chain hanging from the hem. It is simple solid wood, luxurious and elegant.

He stepped forward and pushed open the glass door, walking onto the terrace.

Standing on the inside of the mahogany fence, his two hands were slightly exposed from the cuffs of his coat, resting lightly on the wooden fence.

Looking up, I saw the brightly lit night in the cold night.

It's past ten o'clock, which is when it gets lively.

Quan Yu was talking to the middle-aged man who led them in, but his eyes were paying attention to Cui Sanning's every move.

Looking at her fingers lightly resting on the wooden railing, he frowned. He remembered that her hands had always been cold.

Withdrawing his gaze and making a quick decision, after saying a few more words, the middle-aged man left with a smile.

There were only two of them left in the room. Quan Yu raised his feet and walked towards her. Cui Sanning turned around happily and said, "Uncle, this place is so beautiful."

Her long hair was blown up by the wind, caressing her cheek.

The original worry about being too cold disappeared, and he just stood beside her quietly, raising his eyes to look at the night she was marveling at, and his throat rolled: "Yeah."

Cui Sanning smiled and said, "I didn't know there was such a place before."

There are waiters serving dishes one after another behind you.

Quan Yu said: "This is a place opened by a friend, but not many people know about it."

Cui Sanning turned to him and asked: "Brother, they don't know either?"

Quan Yu nodded, there are times when people need to be alone, even if they are reconciled brothers.

Looking at his side face intently, Cui Sanning looked forward again after a few seconds, with the corners of his mouth raised, so he was the only one.

After a moment, she said: "I'll keep it a secret for you."

When Quan Yu heard the words, he turned his head and looked down at her. She seemed to be looking at the night scene in the distance, her eyes were full of soft light, and even the upward curve of the corners of her mouth was gentle.

A few strands of hair stuck to her cheek.

The waiter's voice came from behind: "Third Master, the dishes are ready."

After that, he left.

Finally unable to hold it back, Quan Yu stretched out the hand stuffed in his coat pocket and pulled down her red hand that was resting on the wooden railing.

The wide palm can completely wrap her hand.

Following his movements, Cui Sanning turned sideways, looked away from the hand wrapped by him, raised his head and made eye contact.

The usually calm person avoided her sight this time, and in the end just pulled her into the house: "Eat."

Slowing him a step, Cui Sanning looked at his back and then at the hands clasped between the two of them, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

Ayin is a celibate, but her boyfriend is not the same

Ask her why.

She said, it is said that ten fingers are connected to the heart, maybe it is the illusion of stability produced by the hormones that covets the moment when the fingers are intertwined.

Cui Sanning felt the tight warmth that was wrapped in her. Their fingers were not intertwined, but it made her feel that this moment was eternal.

It’s not illusory, it can go on forever.

Grandma said that girls should be conscious of their dignity.

But now I have met someone who makes me feel as precious as you.

But it is different from you.

Love, family and friendship can be given to several people at the same time, but the one given to him is unique.

On the table are some authentic Beijing dishes.

Quan Yu served Cui Sangning a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her: "Try it."

In the private room there was only the sound of clinking bowls, chopsticks and spoons, and occasionally a few whispered words.

Quiet but not deserted.

There was a knock on the private room door, and the middle-aged man who had just led them in came in with two waiters.

He also held a small porcelain white wine jar in his hand.

He smiled happily, and while asking the waiter to put the plate on the table, he stepped forward and complained to Quan Yushumin: "You insist on eating the dumplings from the Winter Solstice today."

Quan Yu smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The man patted his shoulder and frowned, "What are you talking about?"

Then he put the jar in his hand on the table and said, "Okay, you can eat well."

Looking at Cui Sanning: "I won't disturb you anymore."

Cui Sanning smiled politely.

It wasn't until everyone left that she looked at the hot dumplings on the table and said, "Isn't the winter solstice tomorrow?"

"Why did you eat it in advance?"

Quan Yu lowered his eyes, as if adjusting his sleeves, glanced at the watch on his wrist, and said nothing.

As if he didn't need to answer, Cui Sanning rambled: "If you had told me earlier, I would have eaten less just now."

I have almost eaten just now.

Quan Yu listened patiently and echoed.

In his hand, he picked up the porcelain white wine bottle that the man had just put on the table.

Festive red paper cutouts are affixed to it.

Cui Sanning didn't pay attention, but now that he was holding it in his hand, he felt more and more familiar.

After taking a closer look, I was surprised and said: "Osmanthus winter wine."

This is what Suzhou people must drink during the winter solstice.

He looked at the person pouring the wine with a faint smile: "Uncle Third, did you prepare it?"

Putting the small cup in front of her: "I was afraid that the ones here were not authentic, so I asked a friend in Suzhou to send it over a few days ago."

"Try something different from what you drink at home."

Cui Sanning picked it up and took a sip. His eyes were filled with surprise. The sweet fermented rice wine and the rich scent of osmanthus gave him full affirmation: "It's very authentic."

He said and took another sip.

Quan Yu looked at her and said slowly: "Sang Sang?"

"Huh?" Cui Sanning's lips were still on the wine glass, and she turned her head to look at him blankly.

Their eyes met, Quan Yu looked at her eyebrows and said word by word: "The winter solstice is here."

Her eyes changed from dazed to stunned. She turned to look at the clock on the wall. The hour hand happened to be pointing at twelve. The melodious bell was not harsh, but the mellowness accumulated over the years.

For a moment, her heart seemed to be filled with something. Cui Sanning believed that she was not a person who lacked love. On the contrary, she felt that she had always been cherished by others.

But at this moment, I still felt the urge to burst into tears.

Not only because the man in front of her was very kind to her, but also because she happened to like him.

Quan Yu accepted her gaze, feeling uneasy.

Suddenly the girl in front of her raised her head with a smile, her long eyelashes stained with moisture.

She smiled and asked him: "Third Uncle, are you counting down the time to cross the New Year?"

I don't know why she asked this, but Quan Yu still answered her: "No."

Many of my friends around me have this habit, but Quan Yu seems to have never looked at the dwindling numbers with as much hope as they do.

Most of the time he was indifferent.

After hearing his answer, Cui Sanning looked up at the clock which had passed twelve o'clock.

The time was so perfect, a person who had never even celebrated New Year's Eve was counting down the time to tell her that the winter solstice was coming.

Suddenly, something wanted to blurt out.

I asked Grandpa in my heart, can I not be reserved?

It's hard to be reserved when facing him, but I really like him very much.

Seeing that she was looking at him, Quan Yu raised his hand and was about to rub her head, when the quiet man suddenly grabbed his half-raised wrist.

Her lips moved silently, her eyes flickered, and the next second she seemed to muster up courage: "Uncle Third, I..."

The hand that was originally held by her suddenly fell on top of her head, interrupting her words.

Quan Yu leaned over, looked into her eyes and said, "Sang Sang, I was born in bliss and welcome the spring every year."

When the winter solstice arrives, there are nine cold days, then the ice and snow melt, and spring comes and flowers bloom.