Before Mo Wenchu ​​got out of the car, she wrapped herself tightly in a down jacket. In order to avoid being recognized by others, she also put on a mask. After arranging her somewhat messy hair in the mirror, she finally got out of the car.

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The temperature was more than ten degrees below zero. Although the down jacket she wore belonged to the extreme cold series, the coolness coming from the soles of her feet made Mo Wenchu ​​couldn't help but shiver.

Now she finally understood the reason why the vendors kept stamping their feet.

"You actually come to a place like this?"

Walking side by side with Gu Jue, Mo Wenchu ​​asked in a low voice.

"My grandma took me here once when I was little, but since I went to Haicheng, I haven't been here again."

Although he had never been there, Gu Jue seemed to be very familiar with this place and led Mo Wenchu ​​to continue walking into the market.

Mo Wen first lived in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, and stayed there when she was in college. Although she was lucky enough to visit Beicheng later on, most of her activities were in the city, and she never really experienced the customs and customs of Beicheng's countryside.

Mo Wenchu ​​was curious about almost everything that appeared on the market.

Beicheng people have a cheerful personality, and when the vendors see Mo Wenchu ​​approaching, they will take the initiative to introduce her warmly, and sometimes even chat with her like old friends.

Gradually, Mo Wenchu ​​discovered that in such an icy and snowy environment, everyone was walking in a hurry, and almost no one paid attention to what she looked like, so she took off her mask with confidence.

Of course, she still had selfish motives for doing this——

There are many delicacies on the market, including ruddy hawthorns covered in syrup, various ice creams placed directly in boxes, and popcorn made using the most ancient methods...

A few minutes later, she was holding a candied haws in her left hand and an ice cream cone that could only be eaten locally in her right hand. She stood in front of a popcorn vendor and looked up at the indifferent Gu Jue with a smile.

“Unhygienic.”

Gu Jue didn't let her go this time. He glanced at the dark container and said in a deep voice.

Mo Wenchu ​​immediately frowned, "Then I'll buy it myself."

After saying that, he was about to take out the wallet in his pocket, but his left and right hands were occupied at the same time, making it impossible to complete the action of taking out the wallet.

Gu Jue's somewhat obvious mocking voice seemed to be heard in her ears. Mo Wenchu ​​gritted her teeth, held the ice cream in her mouth, and touched her wallet with her free hand.

"I'll buy it later, but please don't eat it." He slurred and threatened Gu Jue.

Gu Jue looked at her quietly, with helplessness in his eyes.

Mo Wenchu ​​raised her eyebrows proudly and took out the change from her wallet.

She smiled brightly at Gu Jue, but just as she turned around, a bursting sound came from behind.

There was a loud noise and she almost subconsciously ran into Gu Jue's arms.

Before my mood calmed down, the jeers from around me clearly reached my ears.

"Little girl, are you okay?" A street vendor on the side asked, gloating with his hands folded.

Smelling the sweet fragrance in the air, Mo Wenchu ​​finally understood what the loud noise just happened.

At this time, her whole body was almost hanging on Gu Jue's body. The ice cream in her mouth inevitably rubbed against Gu Jue's black down jacket, and the candied haws in her hand that she had not had time to eat was thrown away in panic.

She threw it to the ground.

There seemed to be a line of crows flying in front of her eyes. Mo Wenchu ​​laughed twice and gradually withdrew from Gu Jue's arms, "I'm sorry."

Her eyes fell on the stain on Gu Jue's chest. She sighed silently in her heart and hurriedly took out a tissue to wipe the stain on Gu Jue's chest.

"I'll do it myself."

There was no emotion on Gu Jue's face. He took the tissue from Mo Wenchu's hand and wiped it on the stain.

Mo Wenchu ​​took advantage of this time to buy some popcorn from the vendor and threw the candied haws that fell on the ground into the trash can.

When I came back, I found that Gu Jue was still wiping the stain vigorously.

"Just be patient, didn't you say you can go back soon?"

Gu Jue had a severe mysophobia and dirty clothes were never allowed to stay on his body. Mo Wenchu ​​understood him, but she could only persuade him in this way.

Gu Jue's thin lips pursed into a straight line, but Mo Wenchu ​​raised her eyebrows without worry, "I just saw a vendor selling military coats over there, why don't I buy one for you, so you don't have to worry about it?"

It’s uncomfortable. You have a good figure and are a natural dresser. You look good in anything you wear..."

Before he finished speaking, Gu Jue's cold eyes glanced over.

"It's just a joke, don't take it seriously." Mo Wenchu ​​looked at the other party with a guilty conscience.

Only then did Gu Jue finally put away the tissue, glanced at Mo Wenchu, and then walked forward.

Mo Wenchu:......

If it weren't for this unfamiliar place, Mo Wenchu ​​would never have been able to pursue him so spinelessly.

However, the hypothetical situation did not exist. When she followed Gu Jue out of breath, the other party had already bought the couplet.

Although the open-air market didn't look big, Mo Wenchu ​​was inevitably tired after walking back and forth for a few times.

On the way back, she leaned on the seat and fell asleep lightly.

When he woke up again, he was lying on the bed in the bedroom, and the sky outside had turned dark.

After going downstairs, Mo Wenchu ​​unexpectedly discovered that there were several small red lanterns hanging under the porch of the villa. The couplets she bought at the open-air market today had also been pasted on the door. They were booming and they were finally given.

This deserted villa adds a bit of New Year flavor.

At the end of the living room is the utility room of the villa, where Mo Wenchu ​​found Gu Jue.

When he pushed the door open and entered, he was taking down a pair of incense burners from the shelf. He was not surprised to see Mo Wenchu ​​come in and handed the incense burner directly to her.

Mo Wenchu ​​carefully placed the pair of expensive-looking incense burners on the table. When she lowered her head, she saw that the box next to the ladder had been filled with various things that would be used during the New Year.

In the past, when I was at home, my parents and elders took care of this. Every year on New Year's Eve, Mo Wenchu ​​would lie in bed from morning to night, turn on the TV as background sound, and chat with her best sister.

Later, after her parents passed away, she became the busiest doctor in the department. During holidays, people like her who did not need to spend time with her family became the target of her colleagues' efforts to exploit her.

However, Mo Wenchu ​​would rather stay in the hospital than go back to the cold room without fireworks.

After coming to this world, before Mo Wenchu ​​could celebrate the New Year with her father, she lost the only relative she had ever cherished.

She leaned slantedly on the table beside her, while Gu Jue was still flipping through the items on the shelf.

"Are you really planning to celebrate the New Year here tomorrow?"
Chapter completed!