"Happy New Year, brother." The stupid little kid sounded very happy, eyes glittering.
"Help me give this to your aunt, all right?" Wen Xiaqing handed another box to him.
The stupid little kid nodded his head. "Okay."
"Go up now."
"Goodbye, little brother."
The stupid little kid disappeared into the house with the box. Wen Xiaqing moved his stiff feet and turned to leave.
Goodbye.
Jiang Qiao.
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Ming Shu watched Wen Xiaqing leave. She was trapped in a lot of trouble herself, how would she dare… accept his feelings.
"Aunt… Aunt, open the door!"
Ming Shu released the curtain and went to open the door. The stupid little kid passed over a box. "That little brother told me to give this to you."
There were some snowflakes on it. Ming Shu took the box and opened it, but it was empty.
It was not that he had forgotten to put something in, it was only empty.
