After dinner, Grandma went to bed in her room.
While Gu Qichen cleaned up the dishes in the kitchen.
Xia Yangyang and Xia Ye were building snowmen in the yard.
From where Gu Qichen was washing dishes, he had a perfect view of the outside scenery.
The moonlight spilled onto the snow-covered ground, making it sparkle in the light.
It was as if the ground wasn't covered with snow, but with an infinite number of dazzling and blinding diamonds, compelling one's gaze to linger.
The bustle of those two figures in the yard, one large and one small, felt like a dream to him.
No, for the past four years, he hadn't dared to dream of such a moment.
Inside Gu Qichen's heart, it felt as if it was filled with something, so full it was about to overflow.
The snow outside started to fall more heavily.
Xia Yangyang led Xia Ye inside the house.
Gu Qichen hand them both a hot water bottle each.
