"Be careful, she injured her hand, don’t touch it." He Teng reminded Chen Ya’nan after seeing He Zhilan wince in pain when her hand was bumped by Chen Ya’nan.
Only then did Chen Ya’nan stop her playful behavior, she lowered her head and held He Zhilan’s hand up, with an expression of disgust, "Auntie He, you’re an adult now, why are you so careless? How did you get hurt? It’s New Year, people would love to dress up and look beautiful, only you, look at your hand, it’s like a pig’s trotter, even in braised flavor!"
"Stop teasing me!" He Zhilan flicked Chen Ya’nan’s forehead with her hand. However, because she used too much force, her own hand ended up hurting.
Chen Ya’nan couldn’t calm herself, upon hearing that He Teng would take He Zhilan to rest, she ran away, disappointed, and said she would visit He Zhilan in the evening.
During New Year, the military’s guest house was far more lively than when He Zhilan came during National Day. Moreover, whether by coincidence or arrangement, she was placed in the same room she stayed in last time.
"It feels like home." He Zhilan walked into the room with a spring in her step and sat down on the bed. She moved around; the bed was soft and comfy.
He Teng followed He Zhilan into the room, hearing her comment made him pause a little. His deep eyes rested on He Zhilan, who was enjoying herself alone. Did she really see this place as home?
Was it because he was there?
After putting He Zhilan’s belongings aside, He Teng spoke, "You haven’t eaten, right? I asked the canteen to make something for you before I left, I’ll go get it for you."
He Zhilan nodded, then suddenly stopped He Teng. "Wait! Let me first give you my gift!"
Although He Teng didn’t show any sign of anticipation in the car, He Zhilan was still extremely excited.
As soon as her feet touched the ground, He Zhilan ran towards her luggage. She opened it, took out the sweater that was placed on top, and presented it with fanfare. "Ta-da! Brother, this is a sweater I knitted for you! How does it look? I learnt it on the spot!"
Upon seeing this, He Teng’s expression changed drastically, showing his surprise.
He thought the gift He Zhilan spoke of was something she bought with the money she earned. He had never thought that it would be a sweater she knitted herself!
It has to be acknowledged, He Zhilan was skillful. It has a lot to do with her ability to learn quickly.
Gray sweater, the lower part is pure gray. From the chest up to the collar, it’s a mixture of black, small patches of white, and gray. The sweater has a sweetheart neckline, He Zhilan thought, even if you wear something else under the sweater, such as a shirt, it would look pretty.
"Does it look good? Brother, try it on quickly to see if it fits! If it’s too small, or too big, he-he, you will have to make do with it!" Holding the sweater with a few thumbs, He Zhilan shook it a bit in front of He Teng before handing it over to him.
He Teng nodded, silently took off his military coat and jacket, then put on the sweater that He Zhilan offered.
When He Zhilan was knitting the sweater, she thought that He Teng often trains, and something too thick could be restrictive and uncomfortable. So, the sweater was just the right thickness, lightweight, and not bulky at all.