It was only a few steps back upstairs, but Lu An couldn't bear to be separated from her for too long, so he chose to carry Jin Nian.
It was already very late when the New Year celebration ended, and it was time to sleep.
But Jin Nian didn't feel like sleeping yet.
Sadness filled her heart. She put her hands around Lu An's neck and hung herself on him. Her eyes were red again.
Lu An roughly knew why Jin Nian was so upset. He placed her on the bed and hugged her. "What are you thinking about?"
"I remember that you used to send me a message every year at midnight on New Year's Eve."
Lu An smiled wantonly. "You didn't get it this year, so you're not happy?"
Lu An immediately took out his phone and sent a message to Jin Nian.
A few seconds later, Jin Nian's phone rang. It was indeed a message from Lu An. "Happy New Year, my wife. I wish you more happiness every day than yesterday and more freedom than last year."
