Tang Yuxin clasped the cup in her hands,
then she placed her own cup into Tang Yuxin's hands. When she first got it, it was a bit hot, now it was just right, not cold nor hot.
"Thank you," Tang Yuxin took the cup without any hesitation and drank from it. She didn't need to stand on ceremony with Uncle Gu, after all, even though he wasn't a blood relative, he was almost as good as one.
She had pulled him out of a heap of dead bodies several times before, and this time he had saved her once again.
Their lives were intertwined, a story not meant to be told to outsiders.
After drinking two cups of hot water, Tang Yuxin's hands and feet started to warm up. Of course, she didn't feel as uncomfortable as before. The snowy weather was truly bothersome.
"Right," she suddenly remembered something, hastily took off the small cloth bag that was still on her back, opened it, and took something out.
"I dug this up when I was out, it's a good item."
