on the fourth night of the new year, in the capital of yunjin.
that day, the jing family had returned to the capital. duan linbai had arranged a gathering with a few of his good friends. they were all men, so song fengwan did not join in the fun. they had been eating a lot these past few days, so it was inevitable that they would be tired of it.
when fu chen came back, the little girl was curled up on the sofa, watching a variety show.
"didn't i tell you to sleep early?" he threw the kraft paper bag on the coffee table and sat close to her.
"it's still early. did you drink?"
when fu chen visited his relatives and friends, he never touched a drop of alcohol on the grounds that he believed in buddhism and abstained from smoking and drinking.
"a little."
the man's jacket was a little cold, and his body was indeed warm ...
the faint smell of sandalwood, accompanied by the rich smell of alcohol, made people feel a little dizzy.
