Outside the window, the snow was falling heavily, turning the entire world white. She and he stood by the window, watching the world outside slowly become white, and their hearts became clear.
At 12 o 'clock, the sound of firecrackers could be heard outside the window. There were also fireworks exploding in the sky above their heads. It was so beautiful that people could not look away.
Song ran's index finger poked his tall nose. there were red packets last year. Where are the red packets this year? "
Gu jinghang reached his hand into his pocket. Song ran was shocked."Ah? There's really one?"
Gu jinghang took out a red packet and handed it to her. in my eyes, our Xiao ran will always be a baby that will never grow up.
Song ran looked like a money-grubber and smiled slyly. She opened the red packet and took a look."1600? Jing Xing, isn't your red packet a little too big?"
That was a few months 'worth of his salary.
